Liam Martin - Kathalis Lyrics

It's late afternoon, and I think you're going home
I hold back the tears, and I held your hand so firm
I said what you've made me, what you've made me
Is the man that I've become
And you're half way between this world, and your home
Distant mountains call your name through every wave on the shore
And bamboo grows down every broken road
I said what you've made me
What you've made me
And I hope you're in that olive grove, that we were in when I was young
And I hope the sea breeze blows, and there ain't no cloud in the sky
I said what you've made me, what you've made me
Is the the man that I've become