John Cale – Do Not Go Gentle Into That Good Night lyrics

Words: Dylan Thomas (amended)

Do not go gentle into that good night,
Old age should burn and rave at close of day;
Rage, at the dying of the light.

(rage at the dying of the light)

Though wise men at their end know dark is right,
Because their words had forked no lightning they
Do not go gentle into that good night.

(Good men, the last wave by, crying how bright
Their frail deeds might have danced in a green bay)

Rage, at the dying of the light.

(Rage, at the dying of the light.)

Good men, the last wave by, crying how bright
Their frail deeds might have danced in a green bay
Rage, at the dying of the light.
(Rage, at the dying of the light.)

Wild men who caught and sang the sun in flight,
And learn, too late, they grieved it on its way,
Do not go gentle--
Do not go gentle into that good night.

Grave men, near death, who see with blinding sight
Blind eyes could blaze like meteors and be gay,
Rage, and rage against the dying of the light.
rage against--
rage against--
the dying of the light.

And you, my father, there on the sad height,
Curse, bless, me now with your fierce tears, I pray.
Do not go gentle into that good night.
Rage,
Rage,
rage against the light.
Rage
Rage

Rage
Rage

(Rage
Rage)

Rage
Rage