“All the unsaid words that I might be thinking
And all the little signs that I might give you
They would not be enough
No they would not be enough
So we nod over coffee and say goodbye
Smile over coffee and turn to go
We know the drill and we do it well
We love it, we hate it, ain’t that life
Ain’t that the curse of the second hand
Ain’t that the way of the hour and the day”
(from the song “Nod Over Coffee” by Pierce Pettis)