Tourist

I wish air clouds could hold me up
Like I thought as a child, growing up
I wish I could sound 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 our whole world will be urban sprawl
Feel like a 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 to demand to know why
They would bow to you
In this sand, 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 this 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