© 2011 Mark Cote
Billboard buses on mockingbird lane
carry people with stars in their eyes
to neon dreams and back alley schemes
from worlds they left behind
puppeted people speak plastic words
will try to keep you underground
for invisible strings is all they bring
steal dreams without a sound
It doesn't matter to you at all
it doesn't matter
it doesn't matter...
(chorus) sequins are diamonds if you believe
reality is the dream that you conceive
if you just believe in you
you can make those dreams come true
the road is not as long as you see
the goal is closer under moving feet
if you just believe in you
you can make those dreams come true
the turtle can't see from inside his shell
but his world is safe and warm
will the rain burn or will it clean
the rumble of a storm
It doesn't matter to you at all
it doesn't matter
it doesn't matter...
(instrumental)
(chorus)
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