Reflections On A Broken Mirror Lyrics

Chris Robinson Brotherhood

Big Moon Ritual

Lyrics to Reflections On A Broken Mirror
Reflections On A Broken Mirror Video:
Big gun powder and the Glasgow girl
Our lady of the highway with a string of pearls
Well I aint no modern masterpiece
New surrealist movement in the key of G

Oooh, ooh ooh ooh oooh
Oooh, ooh ooh ooh oooh

Well my baby loves me like an auto-harp
You see she plucks my mind and she strums my heart
We’re both victims of gravity
She’ll never fly away from me

Well you can tell by looking I’m not like the rest
Sometimes a broken mirror, reflects back the best

Well look inside my Chinese box
You have the key to every lock
It’s made of old chestnut and a lacquer top
Well once you stop you can never stop

Oooh, ooh ooh ooh oooh
Oooh, ooh ooh ooh oooh

Well you can tell by looking I’m not like the rest
Sometimes a broken mirror, reflects back the best

A vagabond child, has come back home
A walk through the clouds, in a sky the color of stone
Songwriters: CHRISTOPHER MARK ROBINSON
Publisher: Lyrics © DOWNTOWN MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC
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