Local Natives

We're running through the aisles
Of the churches still in style
Does this city have a curfew?
Don't you know it's good to see you too
The riders on the chan de lise
We are the tourists in the cafes
We drank our wine along the river
Not believing where we were at all
It's alright, the camera's talking
Oh
And even though I can't be sure
Memory tells me that these times are worth working for
The buffalo in Catalina
The colored stones and troop leader