Put Down That Weapon - Live At The Domain, Sydney Midnight Oil

Under the waterline
No place to retire
To another time
The eyes of the world now turn

And if we think about it
And if we talk about it
And if the skies go dark with rain
Can you tell me, does our freedom remain?

Put down that weapon or we'll all be gone
You can't hide nowhere with the torchlight on
And it happens to be an emergency
Some things aren't meant to be
Some things don't come for free

Above the watеrline
Point the finger, yеah, point the bone
It's the harbour towns
That the grey metal ships call home

And if we think about it
And if we talk about it
And if the sea goes boiling black
Can you tell me what you'll do about that