Wonderful take on your amazing song by Mr Blake, cheers from Portugal ;)

Very original and unconventional mixture of mechanical sounds and conventional musical instruments

Saxophone Sunday's scratching my ears
Cast a pocket full of one sided die, just like
Marmalade Monday makes me sing again

La la la la la

I pick my guitar and I joined the Jollyheads Circus
traveling as a one man band
That's when I found out I'm pretty sick and tired
of dealing with all your one horse towns

La la la la la
Drive me mad

Mother tongue
Hear your children's sorry silence
Worn, by resignation reputation routine
Building cardboard houses
A paper bag cartel
Those kings of conscious
And Lord of the Flies

Where have all the good kids gone (X3)
And have we ever been

Think of all the times you were right
And I was right
And we were so wrong

Think of all the time I was wrong
And you were wrong
And we were so right

Marmalade Monday

Life, give me what you've got
Just like mind, tear my sky apart tonight

Love, what am I to do with you
I'm rowing upstream walking off your plank
Wondering Why

I never bothered to read or write
Maybe were these eyes that wouldn't fight
In the beginning to each their own
But I try to find home

Home,
You like to play hide and seek 
knowing I'll never, I'll never find you there

So memory, it's all I've got it's all I've not
I'm rowing up stream walking off your plank
Wondering why

I never bothered to read or write
It were these eyes that wouldn't fight
And now suddenly when I stop searching
Life has found me

A Home For Life

A candied vision attached to the wall
Its syrupy watermark clearly covers all
The towers made of resin, the twoers, the threers
The Four rolling clovers
twisted as  a tree

That cranks and churns 
everything to jelly 
see the landscape-o-matic turned on

Our castles and lands we made up
kings and queens

And to the side Mr slinky snake
in his sneaky ways likes to play his friend
Boris the camel in a game of chess
As the door lock keeps a growing 

To the top where the clouds are raining movies
see the master projector turned on

Our castles and lands we made up
kings and queens

Kings &

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The song is quite weirdly about the minor things in life, the things we find obvious, and even so annoying. The crybaby King Lear (shakespeare) symbolizes the ungrateful and the other half of the lyrics is about a fly, or the flies, who humans mostly find very annoying. Even though they as well are a part of what makes this planet work the way it does



King Lear (Shakespeare)

Our tune "The Mechanical Moon" has been chosen as the Music In Motion Contest Winner. 
We proudly present the remix by Grammy Winner Tchad Blake.

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Mechanical Moon - Tchad Blake Remix

1) SAILS

He's charted a path
Towards drifting ocean streams,
The boy with the sailor callused skin
Is homing in.

Climbing the mast with black paint on his hands

Drawing the map of nowhere
Writing letters, journals on his sails

Traveling light he sees time and place float away.

Watching for winds that come rocking
The boat and the sea need a story to be calmed

Tears at his deck, freeing the anvil.
Engraves a tale for the ocean
A gift he sinks to its heart 

The sea speaks back to him
A language its waves translate

Boy, all you see and all you will know

Plans from the maps and reads from the answers
Once written by legends
Sacred remains

He sails on after
To the brink to the edge
He sails on after
Allows the bow to turn and go
Just belong

Laying on his back
Resting on his arms
He is nice and gone, He is nice and gone
Drifting on, drifting

Sails

Doctor Bourbon

8) The World

The world is going crazy
I hear the earth is at her end

But/ how fortunate, it seems 
that everyone knows but me

And all other living things you say
All those ghosts of happenings

Are willing and waiting,
To be swallowed for you

At a curious spot, the world

The words you all speak to sink
The nerve you have coming to me

But what luck, you might get
Everybody to heed you but 
This poor mother she's at her edge

So if it's war that's all you know
War is what I'll give ay
The winds are blowing, you say goodbye
I say good luck you're gonna need it
Where's your head gone

It starts to pour so come on
your scrambling to disappear
playing under mushroom clouds and here

And when you've toughened up
I bid you all
Farewell goodbye I bid you all
Farewell goodbye so long
Now to face to face you're begging please
But call it fate, call it love
Goodbye so long

At a curious spot, the world

The World

Fiction Parc is an indie rock band formed in San Francisco in 2010 and developed in Barcelona. They have actively performed throughout Europe, including tours, TV, and radio appearances in England, Spain, and The Netherlands. The band has released two albums, "The Mechanical Moon" and "The Kaleidoscope Dawn" (the latter under the band's former alias Jollyheads Circus). Rounding out the album trilogy, their forthcoming album entitled "How to Avoid Becoming a Robot" is a testament to the group's musical evolution from folk to indie rock while preserving the captivating narratives engraved in every song.

Visit https://fictionparc.bandcamp.com/

Mechanical Moon - Tchad Blake Remix

Fiction Parc

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