I went to see a wise man
And he just laughed at my predicament
Like the Byrds he stole Ecclesiastes
As I recall here's how it went
A time for remembering
A time for regret
A time to let go
And a time to learn
A time for weeping
A time for laughter
Turn, turn, turn, turn
I thought about my so-called life
And all the mistakes that I have made
I thought about how different it might be
If all my debts were paid
Footfalls echo in the memory
Down the passage which we did not take
Towards the door we never opened
For the fear we'd make the same mistake
I went to see an old friend
Thought I could finally apologize
He said to me it was no biggie
But he was blank behind his eyes
