[Lyric] Timbuktu (Ali, George, and Chloe)

Griot’s stories overlap, just like bricks
A riverside filled with ships
Sail through the Niger, gold and salt shakers
Ivory traded for kicks
(Hey!)

Timbuktu, it rose from a woman’s hand
An origin swamped with sand
Mosques in Mali, universe-cities
Under islamic command

Mysterious isolation
Exploring divine creation
Mansa Musa made it rain
So much to lose, so much to gain

Then invasions ravaged this holy place
Moroccans shot up from space
French invasion, colonization
Knowledge becoming erased
Mysterious isolation
Radical interpretations
Where old scholars flocked and dreamed
A city of prosperity

Timbuktu
Thе things you never knew
Timbuktu
Thе things you never knew