I used to listen to Leonard Cohen when I was 14 years old.   I played it for other people, and they remarked about how depressing his stuff was. 

 

When they poured across the border

I was cautioned to surrender,

this I could not do;

I took my gun and vanished.

I have changed my name so often,

I've lost my wife and children

but I have many friends,

and some of them are with me.


An old woman gave us shelter,

kept us hidden in the garret,

then the soldiers came;

she died without a whisper.


There were three of us this morning

I'm the only one this evening

but I must go on;

the frontiers are my prison.


Can you imagine a 14 year old boy listening to stuff like that?   I'm amazed I didn't put a gun to my head. 

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