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A town with history; and a proud one to boot
It's been that way since long, long ago
A stranger came down and built his church way out in Stillwood
Carved out his own little hollow
Carved our very own –

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Then folk ­came a-running, from miles all around
Every-person felt the call to go
Not a soul could leave soon's they set foot in our town
They saw it was their own little hollow
We saw our very own -

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Our home may seem strange to outsiders like you
But there's a couple things you ought to know
Best be in before night, don't go far while in the woods
Never follow no lights, even if you think you should
Stay clear of broken buildings, and cold or lonely places
Old Mills, Mines, the Church's shrine, Houses, wild spaces-
Don't blink, don't blink, don't blink, don't blink, don't

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