To Everything - Turn, turn, turn.
There is a season - turn, turn, turn.
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, turn, turn, turn.
There is a season - turn, turn, turn.
And a time for every purpose under heaven.
Pete Seeger, adapted from Ecclesiastes
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