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´staking 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 10 minute nervous n´break downs
Xanex a beer for though
And she determined... she´s taking off
Is it salvation?
Or an escape from discontent?
Will she find her name?
In the calinfornia cement?
Punched out of the grind
That punched her 1 too many times...
Is tragecy 2000 miles away`
She´s taking off