September Song
The Impressions 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

The Impressions' song "September Song" is a melancholic love song that captures the passing of time through the changing seasons. The opening lines "Oh, it's a long, long while from May to December" evoke a sense of time stretching out into infinity. The song suggests that time moves very slowly during the earlier months of the year, but once September hits, the year seems to be going at a much faster pace. September, according to the song, represents the beginning of autumn, and as the weather turns cooler, the leaves on the trees begin to transform into their autumn colors.


The next line, "When the autumn weather turns the leaves to flame," creates a contrasting image to the image of time stretched out in the beginning of the song. Here, the image of leaves turning the colors of fire suggests a kind of urgency and change. The song seems to be saying that autumn is the time of reckoning, a time when one must make the most of the remaining days before winter sets in. The refrain "These precious days I'll spend with you" is sung three times during the song, reinforcing the idea that the singer is spending time with the one he loves, taking advantage of these precious moments before they are gone forever.


Line by Line Meaning

Oh, it's a long, long while from May to December
The time span between May and December is quite long and feels like an eternity.


But the days grow short when you reach September
The days begin to feel shorter as the year progresses and September approaches.


When the autumn weather turns the leaves to flame
During the fall season, the leaves on trees change colors and become bright like flames.


One hasn't got time for the waiting game
There isn't enough time to waste waiting for things to happen; it's important to take action and make things happen.


Oh, the days dwindle down to a precious few
The amount of time left in the year is becoming shorter and more valuable.


September, November
These are the months left in the year.


And these few precious days I'll spend with you
I will cherish the remaining days of the year and spend them with you, as they are valuable and meaningful.




Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: Kurt Weill, Maxwell Anderson

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Keith Fuqua


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