The world thought us odd, and we were surely that
But to be different than the many, a wonderful fact
We have never lived upon their terms for our being
Nor will we live upon their praise to be farseeing
So a world sees us as different, a praise always
We are two black swans among a flock of white
Two black swans in a great world of others
We simply desire to be one with another
And so we find ourselves where we are
Alone in world, connected at the heart
