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Basic Info
 
First Name:
Carrie
Last Name:
Croteau
Age:
42
City:
Greenfield
Country:
United States
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

  It was the fall of 1984, And she had never seen anyone like him before. Just one shy smile and she was done.. All the girls agreed, and they wanted to be the one.   They'd pass him notes, when the teacher would look away, She never read them, but she kne
Carrie Croteau · 9 days ago

  Some of us are black, And some of us are white. Some of us are none of these, But don’t we all have the right, To breathe??   Everyone is different, Like a snowflake or a flower. Beautiful in our uniqueness, Awesome in our power.   All of us have the rig
Carrie Croteau · 69 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 · 103 days ago

Memories are the photo albums that we keep in our heart they keep us together, even when we are apart. Sacred treasures, that only time can steal, They seem so vivid and they feel so very real.   Just a light breeze, with the sweet smell of a flower, And s
Carrie Croteau · 122 days ago

I was blessed to be a child, in a place of sacred beauty, a place of magic high up on a hill, I got to learn the ways of the ancient ones before me, I got to learn the art of standing still.   I’d run with naked feet through the dew drops of the morning, a
Carrie Croteau · 131 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 · 150 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. And wish that her sculpture were real.   They said it would get better with time, But, while waiting for the dawn, she's being robbed of h
Carrie Croteau · 158 days ago

There were angels in the room, When he told me not to cry. They shook their heads, and I heard them sigh.   And glancing up, I thought I could see, A sad sweet smile reflecting back at me. I knew they couldn’t help me, There was nothing they could say. Th
Carrie Croteau · 158 days ago

I will write you a song that carries you away. One of magic and of music and of hope, when all’s grey.  away somewhere, beyond all your dreams. A song that puts you back together, when you're bursting at the seams.   I'll write you something special, I'll
Carrie Croteau · 158 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 · 158 days ago
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9 days ago
Carrie Croteau added new lyrics

  It was the fall of 1984, And she had never seen anyone like him before. Just one shy smile and she was done.. All the girls agreed, and they wanted to be the one.   They'd pass him notes, when the teacher would look away, She never read them, but she kne
9 days ago · 1 comments1 comments
05.16.2021
Carrie Croteau added new lyrics

  Some of us are black, And some of us are white. Some of us are none of these, But don’t we all have the right, To breathe??   Everyone is different, Like a snowflake or a flower. Beautiful in our uniqueness, Awesome in our power.   All of us have the rig
69 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
103 days ago · 1 comments1 comments
03.24.2021
Carrie Croteau added new lyrics

Memories are the photo albums that we keep in our heart they keep us together, even when we are apart. Sacred treasures, that only time can steal, They seem so vivid and they feel so very real.   Just a light breeze, with the sweet smell of a flower, And s
122 days ago
03.15.2021
Carrie Croteau added new lyrics

I was blessed to be a child, in a place of sacred beauty, a place of magic high up on a hill, I got to learn the ways of the ancient ones before me, I got to learn the art of standing still.   I’d run with naked feet through the dew drops of the morning, a
131 days ago
02.28.2021
146 days ago
146 days ago
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
150 days ago
02.16.2021
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. And wish that her sculpture were real.   They said it would get better with time, But, while waiting for the dawn, she's being robbed of h
158 days ago
Carrie Croteau added new lyrics

There were angels in the room, When he told me not to cry. They shook their heads, and I heard them sigh.   And glancing up, I thought I could see, A sad sweet smile reflecting back at me. I knew they couldn’t help me, There was nothing they could say. Th
158 days ago