The winds skirt up from Union Square.
They whisper you won't stand.
Bold and defiant, you stand your ground.
They called you Burnham's Folly.

Let stand the change that's in the wind.
That all men should live free.
No compromise, not then - not now.
They called it Lincoln's Folly.

There is a higher law.
To believe what the eyes can't see.
He isn't so wise as he thinks he is,
Is he who lives without folly.

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