text_original: This is my vision in Springfield: Three times as high as the dome, Tiger striped trees encircle the town, Golden geysers of foam;   Though giant white parrots sail past, giving voice, Though I walk with Peace of the Heart and rejoice.
text_transcription: THIS IS MY VISION IN SPRINGFIELD THREE TIMES AS HIGH AS THE DOME TIGER STRIPED TREES ENCIRCLE THE TOWN GOLDEN GEYSERS OF FOAM THOUGH GIANT WHITE PARROTS SAIL PAST GIVING VOICE THOUGH I WALK WITH PEACE OF THE HEART AND REJOICE
phonemes: ðɪs ɪz maɪ vˈɪʒən ɪn spɹˈɪŋfiːld: θɹˈiː tˈaɪmz æz hˈaɪ æz ðə dˈoʊm, tˈaɪɡɚ stɹˈaɪpt tɹˈiːz ɛnsˈɜːkəl ðə tˈaʊn, ɡˈoʊldən ɡˈaɪzɚz ʌv fˈoʊm;   ðˌoʊ dʒˈaɪənt wˈaɪt pˈæɹəts sˈeɪl pˈæst, ɡˈɪvɪŋ vˈɔɪs, ðˌoʊ aɪ wˈɔːk wɪð pˈiːs ʌvðə hˈɑːɹt ænd ɹᵻdʒˈɔɪs.