Tourist

I wish that clouds could hold me up like I thought as a child growing up

I wish I could sound as soothing as the rainfall

But I am only a drop from the storm

Feel like a tourist out in the country

Once this whole world was all countryside

Feel like a tourist in the big city

Soon I will simply evaporate

They took the strings up north, the drums down south

After they crossed Afghanistan a long time ago

You're shuffling your feet into the next dimension

Soon skyscrapers will be everywhere

I feel like a tourist lost in the suburbs

Soon the whole world will be urban sprawl

Feel like a land lover out on the ocean

Feel like a teardrop streaming off your chin

Some will bet against you, try even to prevent you

But not many can stop you man, if you got a perfect plan

Can they possibly try - I demand to know why they would doubt you?

In this hand, a thousand generations...

Feel like a tourist out in the desert

So hot it feels like the Devil's breath

Feel like a tourist out in the swampland

This world is just patches of water and land

Everywhere I go I'm a tourist

But if you stay with me, I'll always be at home