Emotional Iceberg Theory

(Verse 1) What you see is ten percent, the rest is down below, a quiet penguin on the surface, oceans you don't know. I said that I was doing fine and meant a hundred things the weather service logged it as a longing system's wings. (Chorus) We're all just floating icebergs in a cold and gentle sea, showing you the tip of what is happening to me. But you dove down to find the part I never let them see and called it home, and called it home, the deep down nine of three. (Verse 2) You didn't try to melt me, didn't tell me to be small, you brought a little soup and sat beside me through it all. The depth that used to scare me felt like somewhere we could stay, you mapped my hidden fathoms and you didn't swim away. (Bridge) So here's the ninety percent, the under and the deep, the things I never say out loud, the parts I tried to keep. (Chorus) We're all just floating icebergs in a cold and gentle sea, but you went under with me and you let the cold things be and called it home, and called it home, the deep down nine of three.