Westbound Sign

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
 Xanax, a beer for thought, and she's determined
 She's taking off
 Taking off
 Taking off
 Taking off
 Oh, 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
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 Alright!