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