Turn! Turn! Turn!

seasonsTo everything-turn, turn, turn

There is a season- turn, turn, turn

And a time to every purpose under the heaven

A time to be born, a time to die

A time to plant, a time to reap

A time to kill, a time to heal

A time to laugh, a time to weep

To everything- turn, turn, turn

There is a season- turn, turn, turn, turn

And a time to every purpose under heaven

A time to build up, a time to break down

A time to dance, a time to mourn

A time to cast away stones

A time to gather stones together

To everything- turn, turn, turn

There is a season- turn, turn, turn

And a time to every purpose under the heaven

A time of love, a time of hate

A time of war, a time of peace

A time you may embrace

A time to refrain from embracing

To everything- turn, turn, turn

There is a season- turn, turn, turn

And a time to every purpose under the heaven

A time to gain, a time to lose

A time to rend, a time to sew

A time for love, a time for hate

A time for peace, I swear it’s not to late!

The Byrds

I too swear, it’s not to late, it is time!

 

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