Boxed In

Boxed up all her favorite things

Sold the rest at the rainy yard sale

Big plans and leaving friends and a westbound sign

Weighed out her choices on a scale

Prevaling nothing made sense

Just transportation and a blank decision

She's taking off

Taking off

Taking off

Taking off

No time, no copping out

She's burning daylight and petrol

Black out the mirror heading west ward on

Strung out on confusion road

And 10 minutes nervous break downs

Xanax a beer for thought

And she's determined

She's taking off

Taking off

Taking off

Taking off

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 2,000 miles away?

She's taking off