When You're Gone

I've learned exactly which of the floorboards groan And how the AC exhales when it kicks on So, I've been losing sleep I swear I heard the lilies bend, then bloom, then weep Wouldn't call it silent It's a different kind of quiet When you're gone When you're gone I start at the ice machine's dark art My eyes go for the door, my hand to my heart I've gotten used to Tennessee The way the night sounds and the way the trees creak Wouldn't call it silent It's a different kind of quiet When you're gone When you're gone I wouldn't call it silent It's a different kind of quiet When you're gone When you're gone The garden calls to me, my roses in the rain The poses I maintain to seem strong I force the time to pass until you're back again To block the wind that blows right through my bones Wouldn't call it silent It's a different kind of quiet When you're gone When you're gone I wouldn't call it silent It's a different kind of quiet When you're gone When you're gone