The Tip of the Iceberg is the tenth track featured on the album Ocean Eyes.
Lyrics
Welcome back winter once again, and put on your warm, fuzzy sweater 'cause you'll feel much better when, the snowflakes fall gently to the gound. The tempurature drops and your shivers freeze all the rivers around, but I keep you warm.
Da-dada-da-da-da-da-da-da. Da-dada-da-da-da-da. Da-dada-da-da-da-da-dadada-da-dada-da-da.
If speed's a pro, inertia must be a con. 'Cause the cold wind blows at precise rates when I've got my iceskates, on. If all the roads were paved with ice that wouldn't thaw or crack, I could skate from Maine to Nebraska, then on to Alaska and back, 'cause you keep me warm.
Da-dada-da-da-da-da-da-da. Da-dada-da-da-da-da. Da-dada-da-da-da-da-dadada-da-dada-da-da.
Peer over the edge, can you see me? Rivulets flow from your eyes. Paint runs from your mouth like a waterfall, and lung crystalize. I'll travel the sub-zero tundra, I'll brave glaciers and frozen lakes, and that's just the tip of the iceberg, I'll do whatever it takes, to change.
Ahh-hh-hh. Ahh-hh-hh. Ahh-hh-hh. Ahh-hh-hh.
Farewell powdery paradise. We'd rather skate on the thinnest ice. Fingers failed us before they froze, and frostbite bit down on all our toes.
Snow drifts, build up and enfold us, as we wait out this winter storm, so we snuggle close in the darkness, and keep each other so warm.