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



The streams up north

The drums down south

They take across afganistan

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 up in sprawl

Feel like a lover along 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

Demand to know why

They would bow to you

In this sad thousand generations



Feel like a tourist out in the desert

Somehow it feels like the devil's breath

Feel like a tourist out in this swampland

This world is just of water and land



Everywhere I go are the tourists

But if you stay with me I'll always be around