the last act- letting go

Pick it up, pick it all upAnd start againYou've got a second chance, you could go homeEscape it all, it's just irrelevantIt's just medicineIt's just medicineYou could still be what you want toWhat you said you were when I met youYou've got a warm heart, you've got a beautiful brainBut it's disintegrating from all the medicineFrom all the medicineFrom all the medicineFrom all the medicineMedicineYou could still be what you want to beWhat you said you were when you met meYou could still be what you want toWhat you said you were when I met youWhen you met me, when I met you