On a park bench the old man   Sat and stared into yesterday   I sat down beside him   Said, "Thank God for this quite place?      Between the wife and the kids, the TV and the phone   It seems there's somethin' always goin' on   He said, "Son, if you think this is quite   You should follow me home"      'Cause you ain't heard nothin' yet   'Til you've lived in a house by yourself   When silence is all you've got left   In the rooms where your babies have slept      So don't wish for somethin' you will regret   'Cause you ain't heard nothin' yet      The old man kept talkin'   Painting pictures from his memories   Did he drag out his past for himself   Or was it for me?      His eyes came alive   He spoke of dancin' with his wife   And playing ball   With his two little boys      He said, "Son, what I hear is music   You're callin' noise"      'Cause you ain't heard nothin' yet   'Til you've lived in a house by yourself   When silence is all you've got left   In the rooms where your babies have slept      So don't wish for somethin' you will regret   'Cause you ain't heard nothin' yet      We'll all rest in peace, on that you can bet   Oh, you ain't heard nothin' yet