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“Where Do We Go?” is the closing track to the album Chicago. Its title is a quote from a television reporter remarking after the 1969 moon landing. This song is also notable for being bassist Peter Cetera’s first song ever written for the band.
[Verse 1: Peter Cetera]
Every day just gets a little shorter, don't you think?
Take a look around you and you'll see just what I mean
People got to come together, not just out of fear
[Chorus: Peter Cetera]
Where do we go?
Where do we go?
Where do we go from here?
[Verse 2: Peter Cetera, bandmates]
Try to find a better place, but soon it's all the same (Ooh ooh ooh)
What once you thought was a paradise, is not just what it seemed
The more I look around, I find, the more I have to fear, ooh
[Chorus: Peter Cetera]
Where do we go?
Where do we go?
Where do we go from here?
[Bridge: Peter Cetera, with bandmates]
I know it's hard for you to
Change your way of life
I know it's hard for you to do
The world is full of people
Dying to be free
So if you don't, my friend
There's no life for you
No world for me
[Verse 3: Peter Cetera, bandmates]
Let's all get together soon, before it is too late (Ooh ooh ooh)
Forget about the past and let your feelings fade away (Ooh ooh ooh)
If you do, I'm sure you'll see, the end is not yet near, ooh ooh
[Chorus: Peter Cetera]
Where do we go?
Where do we go?
Where do we go from here?
[Outro: All]
Ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh
Where Do We Go From Here? was written by Peter Cetera.
Where Do We Go From Here? was produced by James William Guercio.
Chicago released Where Do We Go From Here? on Mon Jan 26 1970.
Peter Cetera via A Chicago Story
I was lying in my bed convalescing when they landed on the moon, and I grabbed my bass guitar and started this little progression on the bass, and started writing “Where Do We Go From Here.” I think Walter Cronkite actually had said that, and I thought, “Wow, where...