About the song
The Byrds’ “Turn! Turn! Turn!” released in 1965, is a timeless classic that has captured the spirit of a generation. The song’s iconic melody, coupled with the band’s harmonies and the poignant lyrics adapted from Ecclesiastes, has made it a cultural touchstone.
“Turn! Turn! Turn!” is a reflective song that explores the cyclical nature of life and the importance of embracing change. The lyrics, adapted from the Book of Ecclesiastes, offer a timeless message of hope and resilience. The song’s introspective tone is amplified by the band’s harmonies and the gentle acoustic guitar accompaniment.
Musically, “Turn! Turn! Turn!” is a beautifully crafted folk-rock song that showcases the band’s songwriting and musicianship. The arrangement is sparse, allowing the vocals and harmonies to take center stage. The song’s simple chord progression and steady tempo create a sense of introspection and contemplation, while the occasional instrumental break adds a touch of emotional release.
Beyond its commercial success, “Turn! Turn! Turn!” has become a cultural touchstone, influencing countless artists and cementing The Byrds’ legacy as pioneers of folk-rock. The song’s enduring popularity is a testament to its timeless appeal and its ability to connect with listeners across generations. As we listen to “Turn! Turn! Turn!” today, we are reminded of the cyclical nature of life, the importance of embracing change, and the enduring power of music to offer hope and inspiration.
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Lyrics
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