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Basic Info
 
First Name:
Carrie
Last Name:
Croteau
Age:
41
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, Beat Producer
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 live 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, mainstream artist release, niche/independent artist release
Lyrics

They say you should cry till it's gone, all these years later, I kind of think they are wrong. The hurts still here, the pain still comes. I may have gotten used to sadness, but I still know I've been stung. 'Cause, you just can't resurrect his eyes. Tho
Carrie Croteau · 16 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 · 16 days ago

She tries to smooth out the clay features, remembering how he used to feel. All she ever does now, is pray to God. And wish 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 · 16 days ago

Oscar's standing in the sunlights 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 · 16 days ago

They were tired and their bodies were sore, They moved on never knowing what was in store. They were breathing heavy, and their sweat clung to their hair. They moved steadily never getting anywhere. The morning sun came up through the night, He thought,'I
Carrie Croteau · 17 days ago

I wish, I could write, all the music in my soul. But, for so much,  of what I want to say, there are no words. No way to describe the beauty. There are no words, to describe a newborn baby. For the wisdom, in their eyes, that hold, all that we have forgot
Carrie Croteau · 17 days ago
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16 days ago
Carrie Croteau added new lyrics

They say you should cry till it's gone, all these years later, I kind of think they are wrong. The hurts still here, the pain still comes. I may have gotten used to sadness, but I still know I've been stung. 'Cause, you just can't resurrect his eyes. Tho
16 days ago
Carrie Croteau added new lyrics

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
16 days ago · 1 comments1 comments
Carrie Croteau added new lyrics

She tries to smooth out the clay features, remembering how he used to feel. All she ever does now, is pray to God. And wish 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.
16 days ago
Carrie Croteau added new lyrics

Oscar's standing in the sunlights 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
16 days ago
Carrie Croteau added new lyrics

They were tired and their bodies were sore, They moved on never knowing what was in store. They were breathing heavy, and their sweat clung to their hair. They moved steadily never getting anywhere. The morning sun came up through the night, He thought,'I
17 days ago
Carrie Croteau added new lyrics

I wish, I could write, all the music in my soul. But, for so much,  of what I want to say, there are no words. No way to describe the beauty. There are no words, to describe a newborn baby. For the wisdom, in their eyes, that hold, all that we have forgot
17 days ago