Of story-telling gargoyles with guns
Shooting blanks under a sky with no sun
But sun flowers, there happy faces stare
Up, from the field.
I found salvation under a tree
But I swear this rain brings out the best in me
From here I lit my fire
Burnt the tree
I'm hanging from the branches of that
same tree

And now I lost it
The text reference from the fire breathing dragon
But I did catch this:

Skate across the black river press
To a headline that says, "Put to Rest"
Laying down in my bed
I can't help thinking
Maybe she is the one for me
And what, really, is ****** reality?