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 keep 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
Those shapeless urges
You keep tryin'
Tryin'
Tryin'
Tryin'

El impulso

si tan solo vinieras
de tu torre carcel del espacio
te pude haber enseñado
los colores no son tan palidos
el modo en que brillan
el modo en que relucen
el modo en que juegan
las dimensiones en tu mente

pero parece que nada va a satisfacer
tu desforma urge
sigues tratando
tratando
tratando
tratando
tratando

tu dices infelicidad
que no te gusta tu pelo
te pude haber enseñado
hay cielos en todos lados
vamos a través de tuneles
y vamos arriba
pero te frustraste
con esos poderes eléctricos que brillan

y parece que nada va a satisfacer
esa desforma urge
sigues tratando
tratando
tratando
tratando