Charles Baudelaire

The true travellers are those who leave just for the sake of it.

Bend and Break

Keane

When you, when you forget your name
When old faces all look the same
Meet me in the morning when you wake up
Meet me in the morning then you´ll wake up
If only I don´t bend and break
I´ll meet you on the other side
I´ll meet you in the light
If only I don´t suffocate
I´ll meet you in the morning when you wake

Lovesick bitter and hardened heart
Aching waiting for life to start
Meet me in the morning when you wake up
Meet me in the morning then you´ll wake up

If only I don´t bend and break
I´ll meet you on the other side
I´ll meet you in the light
If only I don´t suffocate
I´ll meet you in the morning when you wake

If only I don´t bend and break
I´ll meet you on the other side
I´ll meet you in the light
If only I don´t suffocate
I´ll meet you in the morning when you wake

I´ll meet you on the other side
I´ll meet you in the light
If only I don´t suffocate
I´ll meet you in the morning when you wake

And that´s how 12 hours on a bus from Medellin to Cartagena worth of memoires passed.