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