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