“September Song”

Politics are on holiday today.

It was a beautiful autumn day today in Seattle.  I walked through the Washington Park Arboretum (see album) with my dog.  The sun shone in the late afternoon, glinting off the hills and houses.  Cocoa got to swim in three different pools and had a blast (or should I say, “bath”).  The strains of the University of Washington marching band playing during halftime of the football game wafted across the water.

I’d been listening to Heather Masse’s gorgeous rendition of the Kurt Weill masterpiece, September Song, on the radio.  It just seemed so evocative, so wistful (also considering my time of life, it seemed appropriate).  I thought combining the video of her performance with a picture I took with my new Samsung Note 5 would just about sum things up perfectly.

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September Song lyrics:

When I was a young man courting the girls
I played me a waiting game
If a maid refused me with tossing curls
I’d let the old Earth make a couple of whirls
While I plied her with tears in lieu of pearls
And as time came around she came my way
As time came around, she came

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
And you ain’t got time for waiting game

When days dwindle down to a precious few
September November,
And these few golden days I’d share with you
Those golden days I share with you

When you meet with the young girls early in the Spring
You court them in song and rhyme
They answer with words and a clover ring
But if you could examine the goods they bring
They have little to offer but the songs they sing
And the plentiful waste of time of day
A plentiful waste of time

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