Lyrics:

On a park benchThe old man sat and stared into yesterdayI sat down beside himSaid thank God for this quiet placeBetween the wife and the kidsThe TV and the phoneIt seems there''s something always goiing wrongHe said son if you think this is quietYou should follow me home''Cause you ain''t heard nothing yet''Til you''ve lived in a house by yourselfWhen silence is all you''ve got leftIn the rooms where your babies have sleptSo don''t wish for somethingYou will regret''Cause you ain''t heard nothing yetThe old man kept talkin''Paintin'' pictures from his memoriesDid he drag out his past for himselfOr was it for meHis eyes came aliveHe spoke of dancin'' with his wifeAnd playin'' ball with his two little boysHe said sonWhat I hear is music you''re callin'' noise''You ain''t heard nothin'' yet''Til you''ve lived in a house by yourselfWhen silence is all you''ve got leftIn the rooms where you''re babies have sleptSo don''t wish for somethingYou will regret''Cause you ain''t heard nothin'' yetWe''ll all rest in peaceOn that you can bet''Cause you ain''t heard nothin'' yet