Make A Move

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