Strangers and friends

Strangers

In the deep of the night

Friends 

In the bright of the light

Winning all

On the bets of games

Losing all

On the bets of life

Taking

All they can get

Giving

All they that have

Street lights

Guiding their ambitions

Table lamps

Shading their secrets 

Feasting 

Like poor kings

Dining 

On rare queen wine

Sleeping

On desperate motives

Dreaming 

Of better times

Strangers

Friends

Walking down the boulevard

Shadows keep them tight