Leonard Cohen knew that he didn’t have very much time left when he was recording his final album, and he did what he had always done. He peered into the nebulous window of the human soul, and he found the eternal conflict of our better angels fighting to hold back our baser natures. The title of the record itself reads like a bleak joke, a commentary on our Pandora-like desire to peep into the most forbidden corners. As always with Cohen, though, the darkness is leavened with comfort. The poet’s conclusion seems to be that it is everyone’s burden to steer their way, to the best of their limited powers, around the evils in our souls and towards the redemptive. He wrote some words a long time ago about the light that gets in through the broken spaces.