Turn! Turn! Turn!

Turn! Turn! Turn! - The Byrds

To Everything

There is a season

And a time for every purpose under 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

There is a season

And a time for 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

There is a season

And a time for every purpose under 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

There is a season

And a time for every purpose under 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 too late