Some chickens crossed the road,
straying far from the hen
Five reached the sign, one stepped below zen
One was a female, four were mad men
Who moved on, moved on, moved on
Joined hand and move on.
Standing in line and falling asleep
Building a fence why we're counting the sheep.
We'd let you help out, but our projects too deep.
Move on, move on, move on.
Stake awake, just move on.
You have to understand
that when it comes to making music
We meshed the styles of five alive
and intertwined and fused it.
Life comes from life and through our strife
we strove to make the sound true.
Compelled to spell it out,
in search of what we must do.
Our house was too small so we had to move
The neighboors had much doubts so we had to prove
That our soulful dimensions were too true to the groove.
We moved on, moved on, moved on
To our house in the middle of the street.
Water the music
Plant the seeds in the pot.
Music is the life flowing through
... is it not?
Don't forget your roots, but also don't rot
Just move on, move on, move on.
Plant the seeds, and move on.
You have to understand
that when it comes to making music
We meshed the styles of five alive
and intertwined and fused it.
Life comes from life and through our strife
we strove to make the sound true.
Compelled to spell it out,
in search of what we must do.
Don't be afraid, let your feelings show.
Wear your heart on your sleeve, and let yourself glow.
Don't be afraid, let your feelings show.
Wear your heart on your sleeve,
Your heart on your sleeve
And let yourself glow.