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