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

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

Wild men who caught and sang
The sun in flight and learn, too late
They grieved it on it's way
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, 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 against the dying of the light