Boxed up

All of her favorite things

Sold the rest at a rainy yard sale

Big plans and leaving friends and

A westbound sign

Weighed out

Her choices on a scale

Prevailing nothing made sense

Just transportation and a

Blank decision

She's taking off

Taking off

Taking off

Taking off

No time and no copping out

She's burning daylight and petrol

Blacked out the rearview mirror

Heading westward on

Strung out

On confusion road

And ten minute nervous breakdowns

Xanex a beer for thought

And she determined

She's taking off

Taking off

Taking off

Taking off

Is it salvation

Or an escape from discontent

Will she find her name

In the California cement

Punched out of the grind

That punched her one too many times

Is tragedy 2000 miles away

She's taking off

Taking off

Taking off

Taking off

In the California cement

Punched out of the grind

That punched her one too many times

Is tragedy 2 000 miles away

She's taking off