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Songs for Timothy

6 free songs with the name Timothy in the chorus: birthday songs, love songs and lullabies, from bluegrass romp to flute and pad.

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  • Diving Board Symmetry

    Bluegrass romp · Bluegrass · Mandolin · Fast

    A stomping bluegrass birthday romp that turns a quiet, grey poolside moment into a full room cheer for the person everyone showed up for.

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    Verse 1

    Blue towels folded by the ledge Waiting there for you to jump Grey clouds sitting on the edge Everybody's heart's gone thump

    Chorus

    Timothy, light the candles now Sing it loud, sing it free You're the toast we're making now Happy hymn to thee

    Verse 2

    Empty boards but not for long Someone's coming, watch and see Whole room's humming your same song You're the one we're glad to be with

    Pre-chorus

    Feel that grey sky start to clear Feel the room stand up for you Here's the minute we've waited all year

    Chorus

    Timothy, light the candles now Sing it loud, sing it free You're the toast we're making now Happy hymn to thee

    Bridge

    Pour the cinnamon tea round Raise it up and toast your name Every year you're still the one we found

    Chorus

    Timothy, light the candles now Sing it loud, sing it free You're the toast we're making now Happy hymn to thee

    Outro

    Fold the towels, let clouds break Happy birthday, Timothy, for your sake

  • Wet Sneakers on the Steps

    Piano pop · Piano · Pop · Bright

    A warm, singable piano pop birthday song for Timothy, built from the small mess he leaves behind and the big love that follows it.

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    Verse 1

    Wet sneakers on the steps again Under the railing, brass and grand You never wipe your feet Somehow we don't mind one bit

    Pre-chorus

    We count the mess you make Every mark that you leave And love you more for it

    Chorus

    Timothy, light up the room Sweet as cinnamon tea in bloom We raise a glass tonight Timothy, there's no one like you

    Verse 2

    You track the whole house through with mud We keep the doormat there for show You laugh and shrug it off And somehow that's enough for us

    Pre-chorus

    We count the mess you make Every mark that you leave And love you more for it

    Chorus

    Timothy, light up the room Sweet as cinnamon tea in bloom We raise a glass tonight Timothy, there's no one like you

    Bridge

    Another year of footprints Another year of joy Nothing you could ever track in Could outweigh what you bring

    Chorus

    Timothy, light up the room Sweet as cinnamon tea in bloom We raise a glass tonight Timothy, there's no one like you

    Outro

    Leave your shoes there on the step We'll love the mess as long as you're home

  • Bags on the Floor

    Indie folk · Gentle · Fingerpicked

    A warm, tumbling birthday singalong built from the small chaos of grocery bags spilling by the fridge, for anyone who loves a Timothy.

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    Verse 1

    Bags come tumbling by the fridge Striped and split at every ridge Nobody minds the mess today Because you walked in, in your own way

    Pre-chorus

    We could stand here laughing all night Watching you get the candles right Something in this room's about to light

    Chorus

    Timothy, Timothy, look what you started Every room feels less like it's parted You're the noise that we all wanted Timothy, here's to you, undaunted

    Verse 2

    Cans roll loose across the tile We keep laughing, love the style You always turn a mess to gold Simple story, always told

    Bridge

    However far you go and roam This kitchen still will call you home Whatever year has brought you here We're glad you're standing, loud and clear

    Chorus

    Timothy, Timothy, look what you started Every room feels less like it's parted You're the noise that we all wanted Timothy, here's to you, undaunted

    Outro

    Let the bags stay on the floor We don't need them anymore

  • Carriage Lights on Black Hills

    Flute and pad · Flute · Airy · Floating

    A gentle bedtime song that turns a distant train's hum into a promise of safety, sung to settle a young child named Timothy into sleep.

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    Verse 1

    Far off the steel tracks are humming low and slow tonight Carriage lights are crossing black hills one by one You are wrapped up warm where nothing in the dark can bite Rest here in the quiet till the darkness comes undone

    Pre-chorus

    Every light that travels far still finds its way back home The hum beneath the hills is just the world's own steady breath So let your small hands settle, you don't have to roam

    Chorus

    Timothy, the night is holding you like cinnamon tea Soft and warm and closer than the quiet symmetry Nothing out there in the dark can come and trouble thee Timothy, you're safe as any hymn to thee

    Verse 2

    Somewhere on the hillside a window glows and drifts from view The tracks keep humming softly long after lights are gone You don't need to follow them, there's nowhere you must go to Just let the hum become the sound you're sleeping on

    Bridge

    Every hill will keep its shape till morning comes around Every train arrives somewhere, so let that thought lie down

    Chorus

    Timothy, the night is holding you like cinnamon tea Soft and warm and closer than the quiet symmetry Nothing out there in the dark can come and trouble thee Timothy, you're safe as any hymn to thee

    Outro

    Far off the steel tracks hum their last and gentle sigh Sleep now, little light, beneath the same wide sky

  • Cinnamon Tea

    Rain and piano · Rain · Piano · Hushed

    A slow, quiet lullaby for sending Timothy off to sleep, built around the small orange glow that watches over the room at night.

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    Verse 1

    A little orange dial glows soft on the sideboard tonight Beside a mug gone cool but still holding its light You are curled up warm where the shadows agree Nothing in this room wants anything but peace for thee

    Chorus

    Timothy, Timothy, drift now and rest Close up your eyes, you are held, you are blessed Sleep finds you gentle as cinnamon tea Timothy, sleep is a hymn sung to thee

    Verse 2

    Outside the window the rain keeps its own quiet time Falling so soft it could pass for a lullaby's rhyme You breathe out slow and the whole house leans near Nothing will wake you, there's nothing to fear

    Pre-chorus

    Somewhere the piano lets one small note fall Soft as a hand smoothing over it all Hold onto sleep now, it's calling you still

    Chorus

    Timothy, Timothy, drift now and rest Close up your eyes, you are held, you are blessed Sleep finds you gentle as cinnamon tea Timothy, sleep is a hymn sung to thee

    Bridge

    Every small light in this room burns for you alone Watching you settle like something well known No need to wander, no need to be strong

    Chorus

    Timothy, Timothy, drift now and rest Close up your eyes, you are held, you are blessed Sleep finds you gentle as cinnamon tea Timothy, sleep is a hymn sung to thee

    Outro

    That small orange dial will keep watch till the morning is due And this whole quiet house will go on loving you

  • White Curtains, Timothy

    Accordion cradle · Accordion · Old world · Gentle

    A slow, breath-soft lullaby for winding down a night with Timothy, built around white curtains drifting in the moonlight.

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    Verse 1

    The white curtains lift and settle over the wooden floor tonight Moonlight is pouring soft and quiet across the sleepy room Somewhere beneath that gentle drifting you are held and warm And every breath you take is proof that nothing here means harm

    Chorus

    Timothy, Timothy, close your eyes and drift with me Nothing in this quiet house could ever wish you harm There is no corner of this dark that isn't kind to Timothy So rest here soft and easy in the shelter of my arm

    Verse 2

    The floorboards hold the moonlight like they're keeping it just for you Cool and pale and steady while the whole wide house stays still Nothing needs to happen now, no reaching and no rush Just this slow and easy breathing, quiet as the hush

    Pre-chorus

    Listen how the curtain breathes in time with you, so slow Nothing in the shadows wants to see you go Sleep is only drifting somewhere warmer than you know

    Chorus

    Timothy, Timothy, close your eyes and drift with me Nothing in this quiet house could ever wish you harm There is no corner of this dark that isn't kind to Timothy So rest here soft and easy in the shelter of my arm

    Bridge

    You are the calm the whole room leans towards Held closer than the moonlight holds the floor

    Chorus

    Timothy, Timothy, close your eyes and drift with me Nothing in this quiet house could ever wish you harm There is no corner of this dark that isn't kind to Timothy So rest here soft and easy in the shelter of my arm

    Outro

    The white curtains will keep drifting long after you're asleep Watching over you so gently while the quiet house you keep

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