"Come Home (Finished Version)" genre: Pop
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	Fast feel good pop song with lyrics about being left behind in the real world while the other person gets absorbed in to the virtual one. Much of this song was produced the Frankie Miller Songwriting Project.
	CD: Frankie Miller Songwriting Project   Label: FMPSongwritingproject and The Useless Eaters Record Label Credits: Words Mand vocal melody Simon Smith, Music Cormac O'Kane, Production Alistair McMillan, Backing Vocals Brendan Guyatt, Lorraine Edwards and Denise wint, Guitars Cormac O'Kane and Alistair McMillan, Bass and keyboards Cormac O'Cane
	Story Behind the Song I wrote this song after spending months playing a computer game "Unreal Tournament" online. I also remember one of my girlfriends calling herself a Cubase Widow, (Cubase is a program for wreiting music using a computer). I was also struck by the way in which we see computers as a hi tech device for giving satisfaction to our more base tendencies, (sex and violence) and how it can also be used in our search for romantic illusions such as romantic relationships on the web. I had heard of a few marriages coming to a sticky end as a result of one of the partners surfing off with someone else. When we wrote this song Coirmac had come over nad we were ploughing through song ideas. normally we'd get 10 ideas down per day and "Come Home" was just 1 of 10 that day. The way we worked is to leave the mic on and the recorder running continually so that what ever happened got captured. Cormac would play a tune and I would ad lib in to the mic. Almost all of the words to come home (except the last verse) were written there and then. From that point the song was taken by several producers and finally the one by Alistair McMillan (He who has produced Enya, U2, and Mark Knopfler) was chosen. I have left the original version on this site so you can see the difference between them. Thank you Cormac and Alistair. Lyrics Come Home Lyrics by Simon Smith (c)2000 London I’ve walked down the computer game roads of your mind, In the darkness of night I’ve crept up behind, And grabbed you round the waist and said, "Come back now in to our bed" "Leave those monsters to fight alone now darlin’" "Come back home my darling." I’ve walked down the corridors of your mind Why do you want to leave your life behind? I've walked down the computer game roads of your mind, In the darkness of night I felt you leave me behind, From the wasted cities of the web Come back now into our bed Without your heart its not a home my darling Please come home darling I walked down the corridors of your mind Why do want to leave your life behind Oh Baby come home now Take the modem from the phone now Please come home my love If you don't care then I don't mind I walked down the corridors of your mind Watched you flying on the line I walked down the corridors of your mind Why do you want to leave your life behind? Hey girl watched you flying on the line watched you flying on the line Please come home my love Please come home my love ENDS Watched you flying on the line

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