This theme was a riddle to me until it hit me, music is the answer. Let’s if you can find the musical reference in the following short story.
The sun rises in the east, yet everything else around me has changed. Just yesterday I was living in the same old place that I was in for 24 years. I grew up on that little street with all the same houses linked together by garages and drives full of junk.
For 24 years I ran in and out that door on number 75, getting the mail, putting out the bins, living a mundane life in a mundane part of the world. Like a paradise bird stuck in a pine wood, out of place like a bow tie on a bull.
I had friends and family but no one knew me, I was a mystery to most even to my best friend Sally.
So when the chance offered itself and I got a way out, a life in grandeur and riches I took it. I stepped into my new husbands limousine and drove in the sunset in the West. Leaving behind me the place I grew up in.
Where I played in the park, carved the initials of me and the boy next door deep in the bark. A silly pipe dream of happiness with the boy next door, but when the time came for 24 years he never asked me to leave. He never took the time to find out who I really am.
I had been waiting 24 years for someone to ask me, find out who I really was.
All he did was ask everyone but me.
Now he’ll never get used to not living next door to Alice…
Now all he will just shout to the heavens is ‘Who the f* is Alice?’