Carry It Home
Alex Wilson
Description
A soaring alt-pop anthem about finding strength and community in shared experiences. 'Carry It Home' captures the electric energy of live performance and the enduring connection between artists and their audience. The song builds from an intimate piano intro to a cathartic, choir-backed finale, encouraging listeners to take the feeling of belonging with them long after the show is over. It's a reminder that even in moments of doubt or solitude, the collective spirit can provide solace and inspiration.
Lyrics
Intro (piano / breath) Name it. Breathe it. Keep it. Verse 1 Empty hallways after load-out hum, Gaffer tape X where the courage stood. My hands still shake like a second drum— Good nerves mean the fear did good. I missed some notes and I meant some more, Left a little truth on the monitor floor. If we did it right, when the lights go low, You don’t leave alone. Pre-Chorus Pocket this glow like a borrowed flame, Say your name till it sounds the same. If the night gets loud when you’re on your own— Hear this tone: Chorus Carry it home—this little loud we built, Let it sing through the dishes and the guilt. If the day tries to tax what you know, Hum this chorus and carry it home. Carry it home—from the wristband to the door, If you’re looking for proof, you’re not poor. When the quiet starts picking your bones— Take my voice and carry it home. Post (crowd-echo) Carry it—carry it—home. Verse 2 I kept a list of the almosts won, Crossed them out when the work got done. Saved your chant in my in-ears ring— Room made a choir out of ordinary things. If the fault lines talk in the kitchen light, Stand in the doorway—you’ll be alright. Tape on the sleeve, gold in the seam— We outlived the scene. Pre-Chorus Pocket this glow like a borrowed flame, Say your name till it sounds the same. If the night gets loud when you’re on your own— Hear this tone: Chorus Carry it home—this little loud we built, Let it sing through the dishes and the guilt. If the day tries to tax what you know, Hum this chorus and carry it home. Carry it home—from the wristband to the door, If you’re looking for proof, you’re not poor. When the quiet starts picking your bones— Take my voice and carry it home. Bridge (breakdown / a cappella call-and-response) If you’re tired—(I’m tired)—say your name. If you’re shaking—(I’m shaking)—stay the same. If you’re breaking—(I’m breaking)—hold this line. One, two, three—we bend and shine. Build Hands up—phones down—sing it low— (Drum fill and organ swell) Final Chorus (key lift to F# major / full band + choir) Carry it home—this little loud we built, Let it bloom through the dishes and the guilt. If the day tries to tax what you know, Hum this chorus and carry it home. Carry it home—from the wristband to the door, If you’re looking for proof—here’s more. When the quiet starts picking your bones— Take our voices and carry it home. Tag (a cappella / crowd) Carry it—carry it—home. I’ll meet you there.