Separate me from...
Separate this...

Life is all, life is always tales of lost and living
I could almost feel the breath that you were almost giving
I could see the silence in the way that you were talking
I could leave the signs and sirens if I could ignore it

Friday night, lose a little liberty
Saturday night, lose a lot of money
Sunday night, think about Friday
On my life, things change

Things change
Things change
Life is separated
Things change

Things change
Almost every day
In almost every way

Sights and sound of love is all that's left of modern living
Search for signs of life down alleyways of hidden cities

Friday night, lose a bit of sympathy
Saturday night, lose a lot of money
Sunday night, think about Friday
On my life, things change
Things change

Sights and sounds of modern living
I just can't do without the sights and sounds of modern living

Things change
Things change
Things change

Sights and sounds of modern living
Sights and sounds I just can't do without

Things change
Almost every day
In almost every day

Sights and sounds of modern living
I just can't do without the sights and sounds of modern living

I told the doctor, "Separate us"
He warned us, "Both may not survive"
Things change