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And when its time to create again He wakes up alone, so alone again No one shares his pain For when its time to make anew He doesn't know just why Why doesn't he have a friend? No one he has close by Beyond me is the Everest So high and fancy-free Miraculous in all its lust Don't let me be deceived He is the answer to his prayers He knows not what to do Singing loudly to himself His cabaret of misfortune Is his alone, no one to share it with? Corrupted again by many things He dimly wept Dimly wept And cry his love out for me