lirik lagu tourist – julian casablancas
“tourist”
i wish that clouds could hold me up like i thought as a child growing up
i wish i could sound as 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 skyscr-pers will be everywhere
i feel like a tourist lost in the suburbs
soon the whole world will be urban sprawl
feel like a land 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 – i demand to know why they would doubt you?
in this hand, 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 the 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