We boast no population and We don't collect a tax Our monuments are vacant And our holidays relaxed Standale is the time between The future and the past The space is most contingent on A journey's first and last This town is more correctly Labeled as a state of mind Decide that you have left it and You've left it all behind But while you find yourself here, May you please enjoy your stay And take in all the beauty That is hiding in decay But please try to speak In the present tense Even if you find it makes No difference