text_original: My friend of the silver hair had already turned off the light, and now I knew by the darkness that we had entered the Tube. For some time I lay awake thinking of "Dutch" and the ultimate failure of his life's dream, as he had outlined it to me, and then I sank into a deep, dreamless sleep.
text_transcription: MY FRIEND OF THE SILVER HARE HAD ALREADY TURNED OFF THE LIGHT AND NOW I KNEW BY THE DARKNESS THAT WE HAD ENTERED THE TUBE FOR SOME TIME I LAY AWAKE THINKING OF DUTCH AND THE ULTIMATE FAILURE OF HIS LIFE'S DREAM AS HE OUTLINED IT TO ME AND THEN I SANK INTO A DEEP DREAMLESS SLEEP
phonemes: maɪ fɹˈɛnd ʌvðə sˈɪlvɚ hˈɛɹ hæd ɔːlɹˌɛdi tˈɜːnd ˈɔf ðə lˈaɪt, ænd nˈaʊ aɪ nˈuː baɪ ðə dˈɑːɹknəs ðæt wiː hæd ˈɛntɚd ðə tˈuːb. fɔːɹ sˌʌm tˈaɪm aɪ lˈeɪ ɐwˈeɪk θˈɪŋkɪŋ ʌv "dˈʌtʃ" ænd ðɪ ˈʌltᵻmət fˈeɪlɪɹ ʌv hɪz lˈaɪfz dɹˈiːm, æz hiː hæd ˈaʊtlaɪnd ɪt tə mˌiː, ænd ðˈɛn aɪ sˈæŋk ˌɪntʊ ɐ dˈiːp, dɹˈiːmləs slˈiːp.