Point of the Plot Lyrics

Paint a picture of the sky with a head held high

A depiction of the bottom of the sea with a broken heart

With an open eye, the image of a tall tall tree

An etching of the earth with the lights off (a song)

Of a childhood giggle with the sun on the mind

The ballad of the widow with the blindfold tight

With an open eye, the anthem of the funny fox

A death dirge with a soul in a box

And so the point of the plot

A spot at the top cannot be bought from a shop

When one is brought into the world

By a child without a sense of how to run itself

It really don't take too long a time to find

A life on the path to death

For living ain't life

When a day is a night and love ain't but a fantasy

It's a hard-knock time

With a noose tied tightly around your dreams

And so the point of the plot

A spot at the top cannot be bought from a shop

And so the point of the plot

A spot at the top cannot be bought from

And so the point of the plot

A spot at the top cannot be bought from

And so the point of the plot

A spot at the top ain't anything more than a thought