Female voice 1: Your voice changed into a sort of metallic tone you didn't usually have.

Female voice 2: I remember those intense days, that were like... sort of a feverish dream. You had this amazing self confidence, like--I suppose you were just invincible, there was nothing you couldn't do, nothing was impossible.

Female voice 1: It felt like a period of about a week you [bad word] out of control, where it also felt like anything could happen to you.

Female voice 2: You said once, at the dinner table, "I think I could be the president of the US."

Female voice three: Hornsgatan, Mariatorget, morning. Lots of cars, sirens and blue lights by the intersection at Zinkensdamm. Blue Lights and sunshine. I have no idea how long I've been wandering around here. There's something wrong with the sidewalk. it rises up, like the waves of an ocean. I don't mind it; I [bad word] free.

Vocalist: today I saw--the ground started to shake. [x multiple times]

Female voice 2: I might confuse the incidents, but I do remember we had decided I [bad word] to your place. I think we were going to watch a movie. I know we were going to have some sushi. I had picked up some up my way over, then I sat outside your door 'cause you weren't home, and I just sat there waiting for you for quite some time... you never came and it made me kinda sad. I know I had heard an answering machine message saying you were out, that you at some bar with two, three, or four guys, with names I've never heard. [bad word] hang out with us," or something. I don't think I did. Then I heard from you the following day, I think you never went to work. I think then you called me, or maybe I called you. Anyway, you told me you hadn't slept for three days, so I went to see you. I think then you had understood that something as not... the way it should be, something was really bad. When I came home you were crouching on the kitchen table, like a little bird, with your arms around your knees, I think you wore a silver night gown. You stared at me when I came through the door, you were chanting numbers and mathematical figures and you spoke about outer space. I told you that you should stop talking like that and [bad word] Linda again. Yes, of course I was scared.