F#m
I wish that clouds could hold me up
Bm
Like I thought as a child growing up
E
I wish I could sound as soothing as the rainfall
D F#m
But I am only a drop from the storm
A F#m E
Feel like a tourist out in the country
Bm A E
Once this whole world was all countryside
A F#m E
Feel like a tourist in the big city
Bm A E
Soon I will simply evaporate
F#m
They took the strings up north, the drums down south
Bm
After they crossed Afghanistan a long time ago
E
You're shuffling your feet into the next dimension
D F#m
Soon skyscrapers will be everywhere
A F#m E
I feel like a tourist lost in the suburbs
Bm A E
Soon the whole world will be urban sprawl
A F#m E
Feel like a land lover out on the ocean
Bm E A E
Feel like a teardrop streaming off of your chin
F#m C#
Some will bet against you, try even to prevent you
F#m C#
But not many can stop you man, if you got a perfect plan
F#m C#
Can they possibly try, I demand to know why they would doubt you
E
In this land, a thousand generations
A F#m E
Feel like a tourist out in the desert
Bm A E
So hot it feels like a Devil's breath
A F#m E
Feel like a tourist out in the swampland
Bm A E
This world is just patches of water and land
A F#m E
Everywhere I go I'm a tourist
Bm E A E
But if you stay with me, I'll always be at home