Cohen the times come. I will have the truth you can't take my soul, you can't take my heart either my world. It's like a blood rose you can't look through my eyes & tell me the truth my mind is empty it's like a road without lines without trees & black sky it is gloomy inside you see with your eyes. My spirit nor good or bad. You would think it the wind my world, it's falling apart & no one is helping me out