PN.L.O.P

I know it's been a journey and it's been a few years
I'd be lying if i said i haven't shed a few tears
Thinking bout the past and the future, and I think about how you were
The one who believed, in everything I did
You've always read me as a book though I was closed as a lid
And I hope you keep undoing, the shroud that you knit
And I hope that in the end I can say that this is it
So by day she'd weave at her great and growing web
By the night by the light, of torches set beside her
She'd unravel all she's done which had bought so much time
Cause that's always of the essence, no matter who's the writer
And really you're the muse to every word that I write
When I start going left just the thought of you sets me right
Whether in the ocean or a tunnel you're the star and the light
But what if I told you, Penelope's not just her
What if she represented everybody who's in my heart
Cause she reminds me, of how we all were
Before the odyssey set us apart