Tenter Ground No.5 - Tina Dickow

So what will I become

All comforts led astray

Consciousnes undone

My problems moved away

Some royal sanctity

Somewhere just for me This is no-man's land

That’s what I’ve found

Insomnia

On tender ground

This cold unfurnished life

This minimalistic hell

Scraping cobwebs from my eyes

This caged animal is not doing

So well…

This is no-man's land

That’s what I’ve found

Insomnia

On tender ground

Some royal sanctity

Some downy feathered bed

Somewhere just for me My creature comforted

This is no-man's land

That’s what I’ve found

Insomnia

On Tenter Ground

Don’t push me cause I’m close to the edge

On Tenter Ground

Don’t push me cause I’m close to the edge

On Tenter Ground