What's the Point

I am driving around from town to town
I am making the rounds with various sounds
I am covered in doubt with a hint of career
I am playing along to the tune of a three dollar beer

What's the point of this song? I don't know anymore
What's the point of the rhyme that keeps time in four
I just keep coming back, I keep asking for more
So what's it all for? What's the point, what's the point of it all

What's the point, what's the point of it all
What's the point, what's the point of it all

Sometimes I wanna get out of here
Like to my hometown that I hold dear
Or to midwestern cities, or the eastern coast
To the Southern Bayou, or Colorado

I am running around in this dirty old town
Of bachelorette parties and writer's rounds
I feel most at home where I can see the stars
So why am I here and what's the point of it all

What's the point, what's the point of it all
What's the point, what's the point of it all

I can hear the crickets out of my window
I can't see the stars, but the moon's aglow
I don't know the point, but I don't care anymore
I see beauty in the things I never thought to before

That's the point, that's the point of it all
That's the point, that's the point of it
That's the point, that's the point of it
That's the point, that's the point of it all