Iggy Pop - Do Not Go Gentle Into That Good Night Lyrics






Do not go gentle into that good night
Old age should burn and rage 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
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 its way
Do not go gentle into that good night
Grave men, near death, who see with
Blinding sight
Blind eyes could blaze like meteors
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





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  1. J.... S....

    What genre would you call this?

  2. J.... S....

    What genre would you call this?

  3. A.... A....

    I bet Iggy Pop lives in a wormhole

  4. u.... L....

    I just realized that "Free" is a first Iggy's album since David Bowie died and can't stop thinking that this is kind of a homage to his memory.

    u.... L....

    What about Post Pop Depression? <3

    u.... L....

    @kp9952 I didn't count it because reportedly it recorded in 2015, between January 12 and March 9, so by the time Bowie passed away it was basically done and waiting for the release. Also, not exactly a solo album.

    u.... L....

    @uncle Lem That's fair enough ~ thanks for answering buddy :)

  5. T.... M....

    Keep on radgin', Iggy !!!!!

  6. A.... E....

    A good friend from Swansea left us recently.

  7. B.... S....

    well this is something to play at a funeral lol

  8. s.... ....

    DO NOT GO GENTLE INTO THAT GOOD NIGHT    Dylan Thomas lyrics





    Do not go gentle into that good night

    Old age should burn and rage 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

    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 its way

    Do not go gentle into that good night

    Grave men, near death, who see with

    Blinding sight

    Blind eyes could blaze like meteors

    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

  9. k.... a....

    My soul left my body. Thomas & Iggy = Bukowski vibe <3