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...