To Everything (Turn, Turn, Turn)   There is a season (Turn, Turn, Turn)   And a time to 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 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 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 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