From Babylon to Timbuktu (Cover) - Lena Duval

She is the Womb-man, sacred is She Cried a river, but still walks free Head held high, she will not bend The **hope of broken men**— An aboriginal, solo Black woman, Taking her power back again. **(Chorus)** From Babylon to Timbuktu, In the valley of dry bones, I rise to heal myself and you— From Babylon to Timbuktu. Yaa Asantewaa, warrior queen, Fighting for the future, holding the dream. Isis, divine, with her wings of light, Queen Makeda ruled with power and sight. Queen Tye, wisdom in her crown, I call their names as the beat goes down. **(Chorus)** From Babylon to Timbuktu, In the valley of dry bones, We rise to heal, myself and you— From Babylon to Timbuktu. **(Bridge – Call & Response)** Let’s heal our hurt together— *(Together!)* We won’t stop, not ever— *(Not ever!)* All we know is love, All we bring is love. Let’s heal our hearts together— *(Together!)* We won’t stop, not ever— *(Not ever!)* All we know is love, All we do is love. **(Final Verse)** I’ve cried rivers for the Womb-man, For the women of color who rise and stand. With the power of queens flowing through our song, We dance in the fire—we’ve been strong all along. **(Final Chorus – Anthem)** From Babylon to Timbuktu, In the valley of dry bones, We rise to heal—myself, and you— From Babylon to Timbuktu.