Facing New York - Tip Of The Iceberg lyrics

Tip of the iceberg setting free it's greater half,
Strange how the heat can rip apart the frozen mass

Spinning slow in the water

Edge of an unforgiving sea sets the pace
Cruel how it sends the two of them separate ways

Drifting off in the water,
No direction no matter

We are a lonely breed
Stuck in a childish game,
Where weather, whim, and circumstance determine

How we will fall apart,
When we will make amends
I'm ready to be at peace with you again

Both fearing direct exposure to the sun,
There's a need to share the pain with anything or
Anyone

Drifting off in the water,
No direction what'soever

Can we stop this process? I don't want to go on
We've been getting nowhere for far too long

I am a broken man
I finally understand
The consequence of lying through my teeth

Let's get a bite to eat
And laugh like old friends
I'm ready to be fine with this again