Is It Now? Lyrics - Head Injuries - Midnight Oil

There's a man who walks the lonely field at midnight 

He wears a matching suit, steel tipped shoes and the diamonds 

And he holds the dying flame, the loaded dice and the answer 

He stalks the open road that leads form here to there 

You'd better look out, watch out, beware 

There's no safety here 

Crouched by the fence, sweat dries cold on your every breath 

Where's the saviour that the critics dream about now 

He's telling jokes to all the saviours in the ward 

Be warned when it comes to that, to the point of indecision 

When you hesitate, he'll make his choice for you 

You better look out, beware 

There's no safety here (no, no, no safety) 

Crouched by the fence, sweat dried cold on your every breath 

His eyes, they turn red 

You think and recall what he said 

He puts a name to every face 

Table talk and wall to wall 

Winners win the game, and the losers win the war 

Resurrection, intersection, comic books and mass defection 

Vinyl floor and sliding doors, nothing more 

Lost the thread of conversation 

Sentence fails and engine roars 

No recall, blindfold to the stairs 

Is it now? 

Is it now?