Peter Bradley Adams, “The Longer I Run”
“When my blood runs warm with the warm red wine, I missed the life that I left behind / And when I hear the sound of the blackbird’s cry, I know I left in the nick of time…”
Whenever I’m driving home late at night, I play this song. I listened to it a lot while I was meeting with publishers in New York, just as a reminder of Life Now vs. Life Then.
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