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SUMMER WINDS (stuck here) waves are crashing into the sand the summer wind whispering a harmony there are no needs or demands the fresh air is all there is to breathe and why aren’t i there? because i’m stuck here in the heartland with constant dreams and longing desires i’m a yes person in a no environment with morality and needs that don’t exist i’d pick the sea over all this cement things i hate take too long to list i know who you are and the street you live on useless information i refuse to forget if i asked you to come with me and run... ...please don’t give me your answer yet just let me out, let me out let me out, let me out i want to spread my wings and fly but i’d probably crash into the pavement and die i’m stuck here in the heartland with constant dreams and longing desires stuck here in the heartland in a town i wish would succumb to the fires of the disease of possibilities let me out, let me out i’m gonna spread my wings and fly and i don’t care if i die i’m gonna get out of the heartland let me out of the heartland (TOMMY'S EXPLANATION: this is a song about hating ionia, plain and simple. and true.) 
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