You Ain't Heard Nothin' Yet
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 phoneIt seems there's somethin' always goin' onHe 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 yourselfWhen silence is all you've got leftIn the rooms where your babies have sleptSo don't wish for somethin' you will regret'Cause you ain't heard nothin' yetThe old man kept talkin'Painting pictures from his memoriesDid he drag out his past for himselfOr was it for me?His eyes came aliveHe spoke of dancin' with his wifeAnd playing ballWith his two little boysHe 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 yourselfWhen silence is all you've got leftIn the rooms where your babies have sleptSo don't wish for somethin' you will regret'Cause you ain't heard nothin' yetWe'll all rest in peace, on that you can betOh, you ain't heard nothin' yet