Lydia Fortune: Music

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Something moves the wind
guides it 'round, my friend
filling up the space between
both you and me
Strangers though we be
I am you; you are me
In the grand scheme of things
this I believe

You do not know my name
We do not look the same
Still our fates are intertwined
eternally
Strangers though we be
I am you; you are me
In the grand scheme of things
this I believe

In the grand scheme of things
it's never too late
and there's no getting past it
we all share a common fate
There's nothing going down now that hasn't gone
down before
We just keep exiting and
entering
through history's door.

Whether through love or hate
we can clear or mar the slate
You may welcome me or
turn away indifferently
Strangers though we be
I am you; you are me
In the grand scheme of things
this...I believe
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