About the song

The Byrds’ “Turn! Turn! Turn!” released in 1965, is a timeless folk rock anthem that has captured the hearts and minds of listeners for generations. The song’s iconic melody, coupled with the band’s harmonies and the poignant lyrics adapted from a biblical proverb, has made it a cultural touchstone.

“Turn! Turn! Turn!” is a reflective song that explores the cyclical nature of life and the importance of adapting to change. The song’s lyrics are filled with imagery of nature and the seasons, symbolizing the ever-changing nature of existence. The band’s harmonies create a sense of harmony and peace, offering solace and comfort to those facing life’s challenges.

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 harmonies and the acoustic guitar to take center stage. The song’s simple chord progression and steady tempo create a sense of introspection and contemplation.

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 on a deep emotional level. As we listen to “Turn! Turn! Turn!” today, we are reminded of the power of music to offer hope, inspiration, and a sense of perspective.

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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

By Tam Le

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