where are we Lyrics

I became good friends with my brother last summer

And I know that's not how it's supposed to go

You're supposed to be close for most of the time

But he was sort of quiet with a diet of Steely Dan

He was a Donald Fagan fan

And cinnamon toast was his cereal paradigm

And now he's off to college

With an upright standing guard

And I'll be moving out past our backyard

And now I'm fending for myself in flimsy poetry

Youth is ending, future's pending, where are we

Ooh

Well, Jaco on the radio just doesn't hit the same, you know

It's business more than art

But boiled down to a science

I studied and I moneyed and I buddied and I honeyed

I took it all apart

Dissected my defiance

And now my card won't be replaced until I'm 25

A piece of plastic proves that I'm alive

And now I'm fending for myself in flimsy poetry

Youth is ending, future's pending, where are we

Mmm mm

La da da da da da da da da da da da da

Da da da da da

Took 22 odd years or so to work out who to be

But Alex, Nick, and Jonathan were doing the same thing right in front of me

So give me some old banter I can swallow

And a movie I can follow and a fight over a chair

And a subwoofer that's dying

And we'll forget the present incessant not very pleasant looming future that's right there

You'll forgive us all for trying

Cause now there's no one who can tell me what my options are

The way they've always done so well so far

And now I'm fending for myself in flimsy poetry

Youth is ending, future's pending, where are we