Oh, it's a long, long while from May to December,
But the days grow short when you reach September,
When 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.
-- Kurt Weill, Knickerbocker Holiday
Kurt Weill died at 50 due to a heart attack.
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