bring me home  

Planes landing,
Echo whistles,
No more cars,
The birth of Jam,
An ambulance took a woman/man out
Of the Catholic rest home
As the empty canister
Of Vienna weenies hung
On a
A
Morning red brick wall.

A lot like 
The one I'm one now,
Winking & blinking
Like a loon light
On
The runway 
Bringing me home.