Let's all hug each other - Byrds

turn, turn, turn - to every thing
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 every thing
turn, turn, turn
There is a season
turn, turn, turn
And a time
to every purpose under heaven
A 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 every thing
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 every thing
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
We need each other
or else we die
which we probably deserve
for disturbing our
lovely planet
rock on, bop on, jive on, jam on - Nancice Griffiths forever!

I dullly speaak as your next PM - tensions

Gordon Brown