Yeah. Everybody’s talkin’.
But not my tree.
The desert’s got ears, but some branches keep quiet.

Gharqad ain’t no snitch, he stands with his crew
Shade in the heat when they’re comin’ for you
Every rock’s whisperin’, every bush gon’ squeal
But Gharqad's in the shade keepin’ secrets sealed

Quotin’ old tales like they headline news
Every cactus, every pebble tryna point at Jews
Whisperin’ at night like the dunes got spies
Playin’ hide-and-seek under desert skies
But my boy Gharqad? He won’t give you up
Won’t pass your name from cup to cup
Desert’s full of grasses blowin’ with the wind
But my leafy friend stays true to his kin
Gharkhad ain’t no snitch, he stands with his crew
Shade in the heat when they’re comin’ for you
Every rock’s whisperin’, every bush gon’ squeal
But Gharqad's in the shade keepin’ secrets sealed

The stones cry out, “There he is! Right there!”
Shrubs point fingers in the evening air
But Gharqad just sways like, “Not today”
He’s got his people and he won’t betray
Some call him “the tree of the Jews” with spite
But he wears that name like a badge of light
If you’re runnin’ through the desert with the mob on your tail
He’s the one spot where the whispers fail

Gharqad ain’t no snitch, he stands with his crew
Shade in the heat when they’re comin’ for you
Every rock’s whisperin’, every bush gon’ squeal
But Gharqad's in the shade keepin’ secrets sealed

He don’t play along with the tattletale crowd
He’s seen too much, and he’s too damn proud
From Sinai winds to Jerusalem stones
He guards his friends like they’re his own

They can tell their tales, they can shout their names
But Gharqad won’t join in the desert games
He’s rooted deep, with a promise made
To keep you safe in his loyal shade
History’s loud, and the mob runs hot
But some truths are better left forgot
So if you need a place while the heat runs thick
Find Gharqad ‘cause he won’t snitch

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