I'm at the end of my ribbon again For those who own to apathy You had the perfect opportunity But bled the fifth and walked away Say something Make us proud Cast the first stone Say anything at all (Anything is everything, and more) Make a move For every one thing we're ignorant of A thousand more things beat the maze You saw the apple hanging on the tree But missed the orchard in your gaze Say something Make us proud
Cast the first stone Say anything at all (Anything is everything, and more) Make a move (Hands on the eyes are the engines of demise) Make a move I'm cautious of who I would call a friend Who you aquaint is who you are The darkest hours are when we choose a side So make your pick and take a fall Say something Say anything at all Make a move (Hands on the eyes are the engines of demise) Make a move