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