To everything - turn, turn, turn
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There is a season - turn, turn, turn
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And a time for every purpose under heaven
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A time to be born, a time to die
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A time to plant, a time to reap
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A time to kill, a time to heal
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A time to laugh, a time to weep
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To everything - turn, turn, turn
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There is a season - turn, turn, turn
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And a time for every purpose under heaven
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A time to build up, a time to break down
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A time to dance, a time to mourn
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A time to cast away stones
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A time to gather stones together
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To everything - turn, turn, turn
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There is a season - turn, turn, turn
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And a time for every purpose under heaven
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A time of war, a time of peace
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A time of love, a time of hate
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A time you may embrace
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A time to refrain from embracing
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To everything - turn, turn, turn
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There is a season - turn, turn, turn
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And a time for every purpose under heaven
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A time to gain, a time to lose
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A time to rend, a time to sew
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A time to love, a time to hate
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A time of peace, I swear it's not too late!
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Turn! Turn! Turn! (To Everything There Is A Season)
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| The Byrds |
