Turn, Turn, Turn by Jacob's Trouble

Diggin' Up Bones by Jacob's Trouble

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Turn, Turn, Turn
by Jacob's Trouble

Album: Diggin' Up Bones

Take it away, Mark.

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 that 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.