I had disengaged to avoid being totaled
I would run away and say
Good riddance, soon enough

I had grown disgusted
By your small-minded ceiling
To imagine myself bolting
Had not been difficult

Soon be my life
Soon be my pace
Soon be my choice of which you'll have no part of

Unprodigal daughter
And I'm heading for the west
Disenchanted daughter
And this plane cannot fly fast enough

Unencumbered daughter
Hit the ground running at last
I'd invite you
But I'm busy being unoppressed

I hit the ground running
Although I know not what toward
I hit the town reeling
Forgetting all that came before

I felt primed and ready
Unsurrounded by the pawns
I felt culture shocked
But dissuaded I was not

This is my town
This is my voice
This is my taste of which you've have no part of

Unprodigal daughter
And I'm heading for the west
Disenchanted daughter
And this plane cannot fly fast enough

Unencumbered daughter
Hit the ground running at last
I'd invite you
But I'm busy being unoppressed

One day I'll saddle back
And speak of foreign adventures
One day I'll double back
And tell you about these unfettered years

One day I'll look back
And feel something other than relieved
Glad that I left when I did
Before: No dear, you can't get the best of me

When I'd speak of artistry
You would roll your eyes skyward
When I'd speak of spirituality
You would label it absurd

When I spoke of possibility
You would frown and shake your head
If I had stayed much longer
I'd have surely imploded

These are my words
This is my house
These are my friends of which you've had no part of

Unprodigal daughter
And I'm heading for the west
Disenchanted daughter
And this plane cannot fly fast enough

Unencumbered daughter
Hit the ground running at last
I'd invite you
But I'm busy being unoppressed