September Song
Ray Conniff Lyrics


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Oh, it's a long, long while from May to December
But the days grow short when you reach September
When the autumn weather turns the leaves to flame
One hasn't got time for the waiting game

Oh, the days dwindle down to a precious few
September, November
And these few precious days I'll spend with you
These precious days I'll spend with you





Overall Meaning

Ray Conniff's rendition of September Song is a beautiful ballad that expresses the transience of time and how it affects our perspective of life. The song begins with the singer stating that it is a long, long time from May until December, implying how a year seems like an extended period when one is young, but as we age, time seems to speed up. In the next line, he explains how the days grow short as you reach September, and this has a symbolic meaning as September is the autumnal equinox and signifies the transition from summer to autumn, a season that symbolizes aging, change, and decay.


The next line, "When the autumn weather turns the leaves to flame," is a metaphor for how as we age, our enthusiasm for life starts to diminish and we start to burn out like the autumn leaves. In the fourth line, the singer says, "One hasn't got time for the waiting game," indicating that as one grows older, they realize that life is too short to wait around for the right moment to do something. The song's chorus mentions how time seems to fly by, with the days dwindling down to a precious few in September and November, making every moment spent with your loved ones even more valuable.


Line by Line Meaning

Oh, it's a long, long while from May to December
Time feels stretched out when looking ahead from May to December


But the days grow short when you reach September
Despite time feeling long, as September nears, time feels condensed


When the autumn weather turns the leaves to flame
The changing season brings a beautiful transformation of the trees' leaves


One hasn't got time for the waiting game
There's no time to waste on waiting around when they could be cherishing moments with someone special


Oh, the days dwindle down to a precious few
As the end of the year approaches, time becomes limited and valuable


September, November
Two of the last remaining months of the year that mark the end of the year


And these few precious days I'll spend with you
The singer plans to make the most of the remaining time with their loved one




Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Royalty Network, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Songtrust Ave, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: Kurt Weill, Maxwell Anderson

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