Listening to: The Byrds - Turn! Turn! Turn!
The first day of Autumn (Sun, Sept. 23) I gathered leaves while walking around the temple... Such a perfect time, perfect raining weather. They're so pritti.
Its such a nice feeling to know you can change, to become something better, more beautiful, always. There's always a time, always a season, for change.
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
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
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
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"