text_original: At least I began by making myself a joint of the wooden trough we used to see at home and when they understood they made something far better. Now it flows, cold and sweet and clear into the sanitarium. I'm just crazy over it."
text_transcription: AT LEAST I BEGAN BY MAKING MYSELF A JOINT OF THE WOODEN TROUGH WE USED TO SEE AT HOME AND WHEN THEY UNDERSTOOD THEY MADE SOMETHING FAR BETTER NOW IT FLOWS COLD AND SWEET AND CLEAR INTO THE SANITARIUM I'M JUST CRAZY OVER IT
phonemes: æt lˈiːst aɪ bɪɡˈæn baɪ mˌeɪkɪŋ maɪsˈɛlf ɐ dʒˈɔɪnt ʌvðə wˈʊdən tɹˈɔf wiː jˈuːzd tə sˈiː æt hˈoʊm ænd wɛn ðeɪ ˌʌndɚstˈʊd ðeɪ mˌeɪd sˈʌmθɪŋ fˈɑːɹ bˈɛɾɚ. nˈaʊ ɪt flˈoʊz, kˈoʊld ænd swˈiːt ænd klˈɪɹ ˌɪntʊ ðə sˌænɪtˈɛɹiəm. aɪm dʒˈʌst kɹˈeɪzi ˈoʊvɚɹ ɪt."