JONNY BLUNDELL

I heard a note so blue it shamed the sky
It was looking for a place between Heaven and Hell
It sounded like a prayer at the edge of the world
Then they told me - that’s Jonny Blundell

There’s death in the blues when you know where to find it
A dark wind lives at the edge of its spell
But no-one plays a note so full of holy
As the lonely fingers - of Jonny Blundell

He can take a blue note and fill it with empty
Slide you to the roof-tops of Lonely Hotel
He’ll take you into nowhere at the edge of the world
Fill you with the blues - of Jonny Blundell

The holy dove must fly through a crack in the night
Something’s got to die to break death’s spell
But nothing comes closer to the edge of the world
Than the south wind blowing - through Jonny Blundell

I said nothing comes closer to the edge of the world
Than the south wind blowing - through Jonny Blundell