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...