The Desert Rose (Latin Quarter)

She slapped her teacher in the face She was radical that way So they called her 'Poison Grace' But she chased the name away And she left here for the silk road The route set out, out in sand In her own hand, she took off with a caravan... Everyday the desert grows In every way the desert knows It swallows roads and rivers whole And all our hopes and manifestos And all the while the desert throws The gauntlet down to Romeos To soften, soothe or else enclose The hardened heart of the desert rose She took in wed-lock on the way Aaah, but it didn't last It came to dead-lock in a single day And she got out fast There was still light in her night sky The last she had, all the snags And her glad rags, stowed into her saddlebags... Everyday the desert grows In every way the desert knows It swallows roads and rivers whole And all our hopes and manifestos And all the while the desert throws The gauntlet down to Romeos To soften, soothe or else enclose The hardened heart of the desert rose But that was then and this is now And that was Chelsea, anyhow It's all the shifting of the dunes Different faces - but the same old honeymoons And where's the Montague now? He's just he mouthpiece for the head of sales Oh where's the Montague now? Lost, Along the dusty trail