When dad moved out to a frozen land   The TV was jumping, it didn't feel right   And the cards, they came with pictures of frozen lights   And giant frozen sculptures   So big right beside him   Carved out of snow   The clouds fooled us into seeing snow   As far as we could see   But it was summer and the sun came up   And never went down for two whole weeks      My mom she cried about money and time   And how she felt older   And I didn't understand much   She left I stayed   My dad played in the bar   And I wondered if I looked like him   He was small, even with boots on   He looked like an Eskimo   And we were in Alaska   In the airport I had seen or imagined    A mural of an Arctic scene   With seals and people that seemed nicer than me   Where they smoked and talked about the disappearing ground      My dad was nice and seemed sorry for not being around   He left work early and took me to a skating rink   Where all of the kids in the world could have been   I was scared and tall with skates on   And my favorite jeans   And there was a boy who wanted to skate with me   And he held my hand   And we went around   More times than I counted   By a mural of an Arctic scene   I was looking at my feet because   It was perfect and the air was clean   And my dad was there   It was summer's last eve    And that's how I choose to remember it