Lyrics

Will you go gently, into that good night?
Will you not rage, against the dying of the light?
I miss you already, I cannot bear to see you go.
I want comfort and peace, to be what you know.

Will life let you go gently, into that good night?
Will fate not let you rage, against the dying of the light?
I am not sure when the mind and body part ways,
And the physical form struggles, to stay in this place

I’ve seen the futile soldiers
Mired in mud across the fields,
Their eyes yearning for heaven
And their bodies riven by steel.

I’ve seen the cannon fusillade
Blow apart the ranks,
And the wounded chaplain dying
Asking us all to give thanks

Please see these candles,
And feel the soft firelight,
Can this sip of water,
Ease the pain of your plight?

We can only whisper our sad farewells,
And hope you can hear us, and have time to prepare

Will you go gently, into that good night
Please do not rage, against the dying of the light
Our sadness overflows, we are all despair
Our loss begins, grief is in the air

Will you go gently, into that good night
Please do not rage, against the dying of the light
Our sadness overflows, we are all despair
Our loss begins, grief is in the air

I’ve seen the capsized sailors,
Trapped and sinking, none can be saved,
Drowning in a bilge of dirty oil,
In an abomination of a grave

I’ve seen knights on their horses,
Their steeds squealing and crushing at death,
I’ve seen bloodied and strangled foot-men
Gashed and gasping for their breath

I’ve seen the plunge of sharpened steel,
The cut of blood stained blade,
No-one can change the course of fate,
No matter how much is prayed

I’ve seen the Queens and Princesses,
All the Kings and all their knaves,
The countless generations,
The lineage of pain

I’ve heard the crying through the ages,
The keening and wailing for the lost
The suffering, the heartache
The despair, the cost

But when we hunt by distant drone,
And bomb by screaming jet
It is morality that is shredded,
And our conscience that is dead

Please let there be somewhere, after the dying of the light,
Life please take her gently, into that good night.