text: 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
  Shes taking off
  Taking off
  Taking off
  Taking off
  No time and no copping out
  Shes burning daylight and petrol
  Blacked out the rearview mirror heading westward on
  Strung out on a confusion road
  And ten-minute nervous breakdowns
  Xanax, a beer for thought, and shes determined
  Shes taking off
  Taking off
  Taking off
  Taking off
  Oh, is this 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?
  Shes taking off...
  Alright!