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Basic Info
 
First Name:
Carrie
Last Name:
Croteau
Age:
43
City:
Greenfield
Country:
United States
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About
My name is Carrie. I have loved music and lyrics for as long as I can remember. I have always loved to write. For me it comes easy. It is how I defuse, it is my therapy. Because of this, I write from a very emotional place. I write from my soul. At 41 years old, I, like most people, have had a lot of experiences and seen a lot of things. I am quite good at putting myself in another’s shoes and enjoy writing from that perspective, as well as my own. I love to explore the depths of the human soul, as well as to try and see the bigger picture. I will readily admit, I have no musical abilities. But I am a lifelong music addict and I can and love to write. Think of me as a Bernie Taupin looking for her Elton John. Who knows what kind of magic we can find?
Songwriting Info
 
I am a:
Lyricist
Looking for a:
Songwriter, Composer
Preferred collaboration style:
in person, email
Genres:
Alternative, Blues, Country, Folk, Indie, Pop, R&B/Soul, Rock, Singer/Songwriter, World
I'm strongest at:
lyrics
Instruments I write with:
no instrument
Sounds like:
Right now, they are just words.. see influences for a better idea of possible sounds..
Influences:
Elton John and Bernie Taupin, Queen, Van Morrison, Bob Dylan, the Beatles,
Songwriting is my:
hobby
Personal Songwriting Goals:
Ultimately, I would love to be able to write lyrics for a living. I would love to find an artist who can take my words and make them sing.
Collaboration Goals:
publishing deal, sync placement (film, TV, video games), mainstream artist release, niche/independent artist release
Lyrics

My parents were born just before the starving, Their young eye’s saw a hungry world fill with tears. When it was over, the landlords started carving, A new world filled with sorrow and nightmarish fears. By the time I was born to dear old Ireland, Most of
Carrie Croteau · 158 days ago

  Throughout the years, if you were strong, If you were brave, or spoke against what was wrong. If you were different, if you had long hair, Made people point, or perhaps made them stare, They’d call you a witch and that very day, They'd torture and kill y
Carrie Croteau · 192 days ago

  We were just two kids fresh outta high school, So overcome by love, we were breaking all the rules. And I remember that moment, like it was yesterday; It was late in the springtime, just at the start of May.   You got this look in your big brown eyes, Yo
Carrie Croteau · 328 days ago

    She tries to smooth out his clay features, remembering how he used to feel. All she ever does now, is pray to God that her sculpture were real. They said it would get better with time, But, while waiting for the dawn, she's being robbed of her prime.  
Carrie Croteau · 329 days ago

We were tired and our bodies were sore, We moved on never knowing what was in store. We were breathing heavy, and the sweat clung to our hair, As we moved on steadily, never getting anywhere.   We’d been going like this for hours and dusk had turned to daw
Carrie Croteau · 442 days ago

                   There once was a boy, who truly loved the trees, He’d spend all day out in them, communing with the bees. And everywhere he went, he’d plant a little seed, To grow a big strong oak, where once there was a weed.   Acorns and apples plante
Carrie Croteau · 489 days ago

                       Did you ever see that movie, About the guy, who try as he might, Had to live the same day over and over. Just couldn’t escape his plight.   Well here we are at the end of the world, Armageddon has come at last. But nothings going qui
Carrie Croteau · 497 days ago

Joey finds that words come hard Choking up, he withdrawals his card. He has so many things that he wants to say, But, he says them better when he does it his way. Rocking gently behind his shield, He hopes that the pain will yield. Each string he plucks,
Carrie Croteau · 514 days ago

Maybe I was a little girl, That nobody thought could feel? Maybe I was  a child, that nobody thought was real? Maybe I am  a woman, Whom everyone thinks is strong? Maybe I am still, a little girl, who only thinks she's wrong? But leaves turn many color
Carrie Croteau · 730 days ago

Oscar's standing in the sunlight's glow. Laughing at what? We don't know. And I am trying very hard to see, through the beautiful eyes of Oscar Magee. I need to reach the little boy at the door. But I don't speak the language of angels anymore. He doesn't
Carrie Croteau · 730 days ago
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Time range (days ago):
01.21.2022
Carrie Croteau added new lyrics

My parents were born just before the starving, Their young eye’s saw a hungry world fill with tears. When it was over, the landlords started carving, A new world filled with sorrow and nightmarish fears. By the time I was born to dear old Ireland, Most of
158 days ago
12.18.2021
Carrie Croteau added new lyrics

  Throughout the years, if you were strong, If you were brave, or spoke against what was wrong. If you were different, if you had long hair, Made people point, or perhaps made them stare, They’d call you a witch and that very day, They'd torture and kill y
192 days ago
08.04.2021
Carrie Croteau added new lyrics

  We were just two kids fresh outta high school, So overcome by love, we were breaking all the rules. And I remember that moment, like it was yesterday; It was late in the springtime, just at the start of May.   You got this look in your big brown eyes, Yo
328 days ago
08.03.2021
Carrie Croteau added new lyrics

    She tries to smooth out his clay features, remembering how he used to feel. All she ever does now, is pray to God that her sculpture were real. They said it would get better with time, But, while waiting for the dawn, she's being robbed of her prime.  
329 days ago
07.26.2021
Carrie Croteau now collaborates with David E.
337 days ago
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337 days ago
04.12.2021
Carrie Croteau added new lyrics

We were tired and our bodies were sore, We moved on never knowing what was in store. We were breathing heavy, and the sweat clung to our hair, As we moved on steadily, never getting anywhere.   We’d been going like this for hours and dusk had turned to daw
442 days ago · 1 comments1 comments
02.28.2021
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02.24.2021
Carrie Croteau added new lyrics

                   There once was a boy, who truly loved the trees, He’d spend all day out in them, communing with the bees. And everywhere he went, he’d plant a little seed, To grow a big strong oak, where once there was a weed.   Acorns and apples plante
489 days ago