Postcard from a volcano lyrics

Artist  : Wild strawberries 
Song : Postcard from a volcano
 
I got a postcard from a volcano Something 'bout a
weather change Looking for a new town Hope to see
you soon Sincerely My my things have changed I
wrote these words upon the ceiling Now I'm
walking on the page That kept my broken world
Everyone's a gold mine Everyone's an empty vein
Everyone's an open handed blind magician
Everyone's a millionaire looking for a copper
Down on old factory road Carving wooden
spectacles Is nothing more than wishful thinking
Read it on the line below Some things never
change Life is but a festival Coloured gold and
green and purple Death is never what you know
Love is never sane I spent a month in addictions
I'll never hail a cab again Maybe I'm suspicious
Maybe I'm afraid