The Impulse

If you'd just come down From your space tower jail I could have shown you Those colors aren't so pale The way it glows The way it shines The way it plays on The dimensions in your mind But it seems like nothing's gonna satisfy Your shapeless urges You tryin' Tryin' Tryin' Tryin' Tryin' You say you're unhappy That you don't like your hair I could have shown you There are heavens everywhere We go through tunnels And we go up high But you just got frustrated With those electric power glides And it seems like nothing's gonna satisfy Your shapeless urges You tryin' Tryin' Tryin' Tryin' Tryin' --- The Impulse - The Flaming Lips