This Ole King WHY?

Untethered layers
So thin as paper
Let them all, like vapor
Dissipate, integrate
When they hit air

(One thing)

We laid in the parking lot
Watched the stars
And the shooting stars
We know who we are
From beyond to the veiled
Intention between our cells

One thing, there is no other
Only this, there is no other
This one thing
There is no other

All my desire
To what I aspire
When I expire
Down dirtward all my hunger
In fire burn my anger
And collapse my stature