Modwen, or Modwenna, was a nun and saint in England, who founded Burton-on-Trent Abbey in Staffordshire in the 7th century.
According to the medieval Life of St Modwenna she was an Irish noblewoman by birth and founded the abbey on an island in the River Trent. Modwenna spent seven years at the abbey with two other Irish nuns called Lazar and Althea, before the three embarked on a pilgrimage to Rome. Upon their return to England they built a church at Stapenhill in honour of Saint Peter and Saint Paul.
Modwen is reported to have performed many holy miracles at Burton Abbey, and to this day the well on the site is said have healing properties. After a time Modwen left Burton-upon-Trent and travelled to Scotland where she died in Langfortin, near Dundee, reportedly at the age of 130. Her body was returned to Burton-upon-Trent for burial. Another abbess and saint, Osyth (died 700), was raised under Modwenna's direction.
Others, however, say that she has been confused with St Monenna (Moninne) of Ireland and with a Scottish saint also called Modwenna, and that the Anglo-Norman text of her life has little historical value. This may be how she comes to be associated with Alfred the Great, whom she is said to have known, even though he lived in the 9th century, some two hundred years later.
you can never tell me i shouldn't walk away
its foolish to assume that ill be coming back another day
you were never right and i was never wrong
does truth lie in sincerity of another sullen song
cause you were right then i should have been the one to release it
its coming back to tease me
but i was just born and you're pride was too strong
can you change it?
are you willing to face it?
you can tell your story and coat it any way
but you will never change who you trying to play
now your friends are falling out
they know you just don't care
they know you never did
because they say always
the first one is never as good as the next.
hey, it's just rock and roll
even though you might think you lost it all.
cause the times they are a changin
and who can predict what's next
hey, you lost control
even though you might have thought you had it all
and hey, it's just rock and roll
and i'll never change
i love it just the same
i'll never change
because i love it just the same
god i wish i could hate you the rest of my life
god i wish i could hate you for the rest of my
nothing would make me happier