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...