Each person whoever was or is or will be has a song. It isn’t a song that anybody else wrote. It has its own melody$$$ it has its own words. Very few people get to sing their own song. Most of us fear that we cannot do it justice with our voices$$$ or that our words are too foolish or too honest$$$ or too odd. So people live their songs instead.Take Daisy$$$ for example. Her song$$$ which had been somewhere in the back of her head for most of her life$$$ had a reassuring$$$ marching sort of beat$$$ and words that were about protecting the weak$$$ and it had a chorus that began “Evildoers beware!” and was thus much too silly ever to be sung out loud. She would hum it to herself sometimes though$$$ in the shower$$$ during the soapy bits.And that is$$$ more or less$$$ everything you need to know about Daisy. The rest is details.