From the album American Son

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Lyrics

That Was Alaska
I fell asleep under a portrait
Of Abraham Lincoln
Oh what a forehead, oh what a man

That was Alaska, that was the first time
We had arrived

I saw a puffin the size of an infant
Swaddled in oil slick
wrapped in the arms of the mothers of men

That was Alaska...

There are still places as wild as your inside
There are still people who care about all life

I had a dream where women and orphans
Dressed up in warpaint
Marched on the mainland, marched on the man

That was Alaska, that was the first time
We had arrived
Lyrics Copyright Jay Thomas Wolff Bowden, 2010-2017