To A Mouse

You can call me anytime If you need it You can tell me anything I'll be listening But I can't read between the lines Of your callused hands Will you find the promise land? How could I know? All the postcards you're dreaming of Rabbits in the fields we were looking for I'll keep you safe from a shattered hope We can keep on making plans If we want it, go for it But if our castle is made of sand Forget it The wind could blow it all away I'll be right here, by your side Because you need it Trying to covering the crimes Folks are claiming But I can't save you everytime From what's in your head You'll never reach the promise land As far as I know Good intentions Are not enough When you go too far We can keep on making plans If we want it, go for it But if our castle is made of sand Forget it The wind could blow it all away We can keep on making plans If we want it, go for it But if our castle is made of sand Forget it The wind could blow it all I got to say, you're trying hard Burying secrets in the backyards But I can't help you anymore Nobody wants you and the Evil that you've done I'll try to save you from this world You're not welcome by anyone And I can't help you anymore Now you rather be dead with a bullet in your fucking neck