Turn! Turn! Turn! (to Everything There Is a Season) Nina Simone

To everything, turn, turn, turn (turn, turn, turn, turn)
There is a season, (turn, turn, turn, turn)
And a time to every purpose under heaven

To everything (turn, turn, turn, turn)
There is a season, (turn, turn, turn, turn)
And a time to every purpose under heaven

A time to weep, time to laugh;
A time to mourn, time to dance;
A time to get, time to lose;
A time to embrace
And a time to refrain from embracing

To everything (turn, turn, turn, turn)
There is a season, (turn, turn, turn, turn)
And a time to every purpose under heaven

A time to sew, time to rend
A time for silence, time to speak;
A time to kill, a time to heal
A time to cast away stones
A time to gather stones together

Oh to everything (turn, turn, turn, turn)
There is a season, (turn, turn, turn, turn)
And a time to every purpose under heaven