I’m leaving today
Living it, leaving it to change
Today was the day. The day she had been waiting for all her life. The day she’d leave.
Slowly drifting into a peaceful breeze
Tongue-tied and twisted
Are all my memories
Celebrating a fantasy come true
Packing all my bags
I’m finally on the move
Closing her suitcase, she slowly made her way down the stairs as quiet as she could, careful not to wake up her father. She put her suitcase in the trunk of her car and gently placed a guitar case in the back of her car. She slowly stroked it once, smiling to herself. This happening was her biggest dream. She was finally going to live off her music.
I’m leaving today
I’m living it,
Oh, I’m leaving it to change
She’d known for years that she had to get away from this s.hit hole of a town. Music wasn’t a well-liked hobby, and all her so-called friends had turned their backs on her once she told them her biggest secret. A secret that was also her main reason why she had to leave.
As I’m driving, I’m captured by the view
So much beauty
The road becomes my muse
The heat is rising and my hand surfs through the wind
Cool, calm, collected
Is the child that lies within
Her father was abusive and a drunk and practically made her life a living h.ell. For years, she’d hoped an prayed he’d change and believed that he needed her.
She took one last look at the house in which she’d spent the 18 years of her life so far. Her childhood had taken place in that house. A childhood full of anxiety of what would happen next. Now, that childhood was long gone. Now, she was on her own.
See, I’m leaving today
I’m living it,
Oh, I’m leaving it to change
Oh yeah
See,
I’m leaving today
Oh yes, I’m living it,
Oh, I’m leaving it to change
But somehow I’ll miss it
I think I’ll really miss it one day
When she’d been 11 years old her mother had passed away, and in her teenage years, she’d taken care of her father. People in their neighbourhood talked about how they couldn’t understand why she took so good care of her father. She knew, though. After all, he was her father, and she loved him no matter how abusive he got. She was going to miss him. Still, she knew that this was what had to be done.
I turn up the radio
And I’m feeling like I never felt before
Turn down the memories of
Yesteryears and broken dreams
I’m free
I’m finally free
Driving out of town and into the desert with the roof down, she turned up the radio and listened to the country music. She had this whole new sensation inside her. She could finally forget her past. She was free, and she intended to enjoy it fully.
Slowly drifting into a peaceful breeze
Sliding down the roof of her car, a gentle breeze played with her long brown hair. She enjoyed the feeling of the wind in her face after putting on her sunglasses, humming along to the radio. Billy Ray Cyrus’ “Achy Breaky Heart” was playing. She loved that song and knew it by heart. It had been her mother’s favourite song.
Oh yeah
I’m leaving today
Oh yes, I’m living it,
Oh, I’m leaving it to change
See. I’m leaving today
Oh yes, I’m living it,
Oh, I’m leaving it to change
Pulling up at her destination, she saw a big black bus with a family waiting in front of it. The family consisted of a mother, a father and 4 brothers. She got out of her car, while the second oldest brother walked to her car and greeted her with a warm hug and a kiss on the cheek. “I’m so glad to see you, I will enjoy touring with you,” he told her while looking her in the eyes, a sincere look on his face. “Me too, Joe,” the girl smiled.
(I’m leaving today)
Oh I’m leaving it, I’m leaving it to change
(Living it, leaving it to change)
To change, yeah, oh, oh yeah
Living it, leaving it
Said I’m living it, I’m leaving it
(Living it, leaving it to change)
Ooohhh, I’m leaving it to change
After everyone was settled on the bus, the girl went to sit in the big couch area where they would hang out while on the road. Shortly after, Joe joined her. They sat for a couple of minutes in comfortable silence. Then the girl said, “Joe?” He replied, “Yeah?” She stared out in the space in front of her. “Thank you for letting me tour with you. And for letting me be the warm-up. You have no idea what this means to me,” she said. Joe hugged her. “You’re very welcome.” She was right. He had no idea how much it meant to her. Still, he had the feeling he would find out.
Burying her face in Joe’s chest, she smiled to herself as the world flew by. She was finally free. She had left.
But somehow I’ll miss it
I think I’ll really miss it
One day
