Bold - The Districts

Am I laying late awake again

Is the snow down on the lawn again?

All these worries falling on my head

While I was staring at the dishes piled

Just waiting for the spring to thaw my smile

It was frozen staring down

It’s going to be a long winter again

Well I’ve been touched by the rush of the river one time

Your breath on my skin gave a thrill when I thought life was fine

But now there’s news on the TV

I’m wide awake and my brother’s not home

He’s learning war in fatigues

And my arms are expected to know loving

Well I’ve felt the cold of a friendship unfold

Where once were pleats, comfort recedes into a violet glare

I’ll try not care

I will not be bold

I will not be bold if you stay

I will recede into a violet glare

I’ll try not to stare