The Next Big Bang (Penelope's Song)nnnnwe are many miles apartnnand i'm no better than the average janennthe sky is without stars or i miss you cardsnnso i try hard not to complainnnnnabout the weather or anything else herenncause things have pretty much stayed the samennsince the call camennand you headed on your odysseynnlooking to make a namennnnand most days i just hold my breathnnawait the next big bangnncause every new storm that blows innncould bring you back againnnnni sit at home and work this loomnnlook straight through the boysnnand mutter little prayersnni weave myself a piece of sanitynnand hope you're safe out therennnnand most days i just hold my breathnnawait the next big bangnncause every new storm that blows innncould bring you back againnnnni know the road is longnni know the sea is wide and deepnnbut i know you promised to come homennand that's a promise you should keepnnnnand most days i just hold my breathnnawait the next big bangnncause every new storm that blows innncould bring you back again