Gregarious Gregg,
He could take lofty people,
Down a pegg.

On his travels, place's no-one went,
The thrill of a postcard,
From where was it sent?

There would be chatter,
Rumours of his return,
What stories would he tell us?
How green was the fern?

On our way to Glastonbury,
We walked into a pub,
The landlady looked at Gregg,
With love in her eyes, "free drinks for you and your friends"
Fun and laughter was had by all,
Outside we asked him,
"So what's the story?"
Gregg just smiling,
"I've never seen her before"

Gregarious Gregg,
Everyone listened to the words he said.
Passions would arise,
With that sparkle in his eyes.

On a road trip,
Around the Ring of Kerry,
A man thumbing a lift came into view,
It looked like Gregg, but just couldn't be
True!
No-one knew I was here, the odds didn't fit,
But, there he stood, that look upon his face,
"I thought you might be around"
he said.

The passing of time,
We all slide our different ways,
Things you think will never end,
Gently drift into the haze.

Occasionally I'll bump into an old friend,
We chat about old times,
Soon Gregg's upon our lips,
Never leaves our minds.

Maybe we should visit him,
He's only somewhere in France,
Or leave things as they are,
Firmly in the passed.

There's a poison in society,
administered by the media,
It keeps you in the future,
It keeps you in the past.

I got to read the label,
This is what it said,
Anti present,
Take 3 times a day,
Safe and effective,
Your time is all you pay.

Anti present,
Without it, you desires will fade away,
Anti present,
Don't be irresponsible, think how others will feel?
Anti present,
It's the real deal.

Sideffects may include:
Lack of self worth, unfulfillment and hollowness.

It's all been said before,
A series of events,
You know the score.

Everything was lost,
An inevitable pull,
Towards the void,
At what point do you loose control?

A decision had to be made,
Before this force, had me slade.

Reaching the lowest point,
Time to rip this joint,
A place never to return,
See the signs,
Before the burn.