Lyrics Bruce Springsteen

Bruce Springsteen

Turn! Turn! Turn!

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

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

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

Turn, turn, turn

There is a season

Turn, turn, turn

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 to love

A time to hate

A time for peace

I swear

It's not too late