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Blue Bird on the Tarmac

from I Found the Love That I Was Looking For

September 26th, 2025
7 tracks
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I Found the Love That I Was Looking For
I Found the Love That I Was Looking For
Blue Bird on the Tarmac
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Blue Bird on the Tarmac
Wounds of Recollection
Touching down in Seattle I pictured our lives here I slept in the cold and wrapped myself in heavy sheets to keep the heat in We walked through the suburbs And realized that life here seems just as ordinary as our own And I felt at home And it dawns on me that I'm further from home than I've ever been But I'm finding the solace that I knew in the Pacific wind passing through At Lake Tipsoo we walked softly as to not disturb the bees and wildflowers I know you're exhausted But I'll savor the moment And burn it into my memories While we sit and watch the birds Take the runway toward home I always thought it'd be me I always wondered how much its killed you But we can sit and watch the birds for now Take the red-eye back home Wherever that is Wherever it is, it feels like home
 And I'm starting to find my peace In the moments we both know I stopped and watched a thousand birds migrate back south before December came around I can't help but think of long drives to my childhood home after seasons away But it feels like there's a barricade built from the scars upon my arm And its buried me in shame for well past a decade I wondered how many lost fledglings starved before they reached a nest that was safe and warm Far from the only home that they knew Or did they even know where home was at all? Did you ever figure me out in the end? I don't think you ever really did And for once I think I'm okay with it. It's clear to me now that you never resented me I think this whole time I'm the one who hated me So I've savored the moment And burned it into my memories of you You said you see God in everything And I'm too dazed to speak I think I know what it means I think I know just how much its killed you But we can sit and watch the birds for now Fly together back home Wherever that is Wherever that is And I can't stop dreaming of the places we will go But I know that time is running short And we will not get more So I'll sit and watch the birds take flight Then close my eyes and imagine I'm home Wherever that is
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I Found the Love That I Was Looking For is the final act of a coming-of-age story. Since 2014, Wounds of Recollection has been an outlet for voicing fears and struggles through transition into adulthood. From writing songs about first heartbreaks, to struggles with anxiety, to first experiences with death, to college graduation and fear of what's beyond, this album is a celebration of living a simple life and an expression of gratitude for everyone and everything that has paved the path to a fulfilling life.

"I am not significant or meant for greater things. I am enough, at least, so I am content."

Credits

Written, recorded, and mixed by Wounds of Recollection.
Mastered by Spenser Morris at SM Audio.
Photography courtesy of Thomas Smith.
Floral illustrations by Alena Pamyatka.
Sample on Last Moments on Earth by Mary Oliver (Wild Geese).
Special thanks to Bariann of Fiadh Productions.