Detonate from Fictional Histories by The Aeon Wanderers

I didn’t know it but when I fell for you,
You handed me a bomb,
A trigger in your pocket,
Finger on the button,
Hard wired to my heart,
Detonate at will,
Detonate at will.

I didn’t know it but I had a trigger
In my pocket too,
Finger on the button,
Hard wired to you,
Detonate at will,
Detonate at will.

Then I noticed soldiers lined on both sides,
Standing to attention, waiting for the order.
Nurses waiting to receive the wounded,
Ready to jump in..
To help save one of us,
Or help save both of us,
From ourselves and each other.

Bowed and bloody,
Too proud for defeat,
Wave the white flag,
And make a retreat,
No-one vanquished,
And no victory,
Just wave the white flag...

You and I are in the same position,
Holding in our hands the weight of full potential.
Face to face and facing our decision.
No-one loses, no one wins,
We just walk on with your hand in my hand,
And the other in your pocket.

Memorising the keys and codes,
Wave the white flag,
Or lock and load?
Not till you see the whites of their eyes,
Not till you see the whites of their eyes,
Then wave the white flag...

I didn't know it but when I fell for you,
You handed me a bomb,
And the key you gave to me,
The key I gave to you are interlocked,
Finger on the button,
Trigger in your pocket,
Do we have the heart ...
Do we have the heart …
To detonate at will?
Detonate at will,
Detonate…?

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