I'm at the end of my report again 
For those who won't do apathy 
You had the perfect opportunity 
But pled the fifth and walked away 

Say something 
Make us proud 
Cast the first stone 
Say anything at all 

Make a move 

For every one thing we're ignorant of 
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 

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 acquaint 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