Intro:

        (harpsichord arr. for guitar):

        A/B
         v   v   v   v     v   v   v   v     v   v   v   v
E|---7-----7-----7-|-----7-----7-----|-7-----7-----7----|
B|-----10----10----|-10----10----10--|---10----10----10-|
G|-9-----9-----9---|---9-----9-----9-|-----9-----9------|
D|-----------------|-----------------|------------------|
A|-----------------|-----------------|------------------|
E|-----------------|-----------------|------------------|

Verse 1:

        Emaj7 F#m7 Emaj7/G# Amaj7
        On     a     quiet  night
        Gmaj7   Amaj7    Emaj7            Bsus4
        You can hear the rustling of the leaves
        Emaj7 F#m7 Emaj7/G# Amaj7
        On     a     quiet  night
        Gmaj7   Amaj7        Emaj7         Bsus4
        Distant voices carry softly in the breeze

Chorus 1:

            C#m
        And I'm inside my room
        G#m
        Captured in a moment's thought
        Gmaj7                         F#m7
        Strumming on a chord from my guitar
        A/B [N.C.; harpsichord as per intro]
        Silently, silently (silently)
        So silently (so silently)

Verse 2:

        On a quiet night
        Time hangs heavy in the air just like a cloud
        I'm lying on my bed
        Scratching my head, wondering what it's about

Chorus 2:

        Are we all minstrels
        Playing in a three-ring circus
        Searching for a purpose that's not there
        Silently, silently (silently)
        So silently (so silently, so silently, so silently)

Bridge:

        bass:
         v   v   v   v
E|-----------------|
B|-------------9\--|
G|-----------------|
D|-----------------|

        D#7              G#m
            Everybody's thinking
              F#                     B
        Gotta get ahead, gotta get ahead
        D#7              G#m
            Everybody's drinking
        F#                   A
        Hurrying, worrying, playing the game
             G#m
        All acting the same
           B       A             G#m   F#m
        As I look out through my windowpane

Verse 3:

        On a quiet night
        The wind, it can play tricks on your ear
        Like some unsolved mystery
        We all guess at the ending, but nobody comes near