Different: not the same as another.

My “friends” and I, we’re different from each other.

They are cool; I am not.

I am lame; they are hot.

Even when they’re wrong, people think they’re right.

They like the day; I like the night.

 I killed a tree writing notes last night,

 but the question ravaging my mind

 does not relate to the fine points of progressivism.

 Even I, as little as I live, am too distracted to get this right.

I’ve run through grasses and cut them down

With my new Kokiri sword.

I have only twenty-five rupees,

So the shield I can’t afford.

Once I’ve purchased this wooden defense,

I’ll meet the Great Deku Tree

There is a world so different than ours

Where elves walk with man and have mystical powers

And in this world, on the streets of a small castletown

There you’d find the most honorable rogue around

It was home to the King of Thieves.