Move On
Some chickens crossed the road, straying far from the henFive reached the side one step below ZenOne was a female, four were mad-menWho moved on, moved on moved on
Standing in line and falling asleepBuilding a fence while we're counting the sheepWe'd let you help out but our projects too deepMove on, move on, move on
You have to understand that when it comes to making musicWe meshed the styles of five alive and intertwined and fuse itLife come from life and through our strife we strove to make the sound trueCompelled to spell it out, in search of what we must do
Our house was too small so we had to moveThe neighbors had much doubts so we had to proveThat our soulful dimensions were too true to the grooveWe, moved on, moved on, moved on
(Repeat Chorus)
Don't be afraid, let your feelings showWear your heart on your sleeve, and let yourself glow