text_original: The thought of going broke my heart, but I never once wavered in my resolve, and I lay staring into the darkness, pondering what to do.
text_transcription: THE THOUGHT OF GOING BROKE MY HEART BUT I NEVER ONCE WAVERED IN MY RESOLVE AND I LAY STARING INTO THE DARKNESS PONDERING WHAT TO DO
phonemes: ðə θˈɔːt ʌv ɡˌoʊɪŋ bɹˈoʊk maɪ hˈɑːɹt, bˌʌt aɪ nˈɛvɚ wˈʌns wˈeɪvɚd ɪn maɪ ɹᵻzˈɑːlv, ænd aɪ lˈeɪ stˈɛɹɪŋ ˌɪntʊ ðə dˈɑːɹknəs, pˈɑːndɚɹɪŋ wʌt tə dˈuː.