here at the sign of the peacock

we find the club c'est sable

it is a club dedicated to sad-ism

i sit here all alone with a martini built for 2

i sit here all alone 'cause i've got nothing better to do

i sit here all alone with a martini built for 2

i sit here all alone

well i showed up but where are you

the world we lived in departs

beneath rust colored clouds we weep

you're afraid of the dreams in the darkest part of your soul

exchanging time for time

the world we lived in departs

you left me to stalk the night

tell me

are you mine

can i say i am yours

it's a cold fading scene