text_original: BLUE THE earth again like a ship steams out of the dark sea over The edge of the blue, and the sun stands up to see us glide Slowly into another day; slowly the rover Vessel of darkness takes the rising tide.
text_transcription: BLUE THE EARTH AGAIN LIKE A SHIP STEAMS OUT OF THE DARK SEA OVER THE EDGE OF THE BLUE AND THE SUN STANDS UP TO SEE US GLIDE SLOWLY INTO ANOTHER DAY SLOWLY THE ROVER VESSEL OF DARKNESS TAKES THE RISING TIDE
phonemes: blˈuː ðɪ ˈɜːθ ɐɡˈɛn lˈaɪk ɐ ʃˈɪp stˈiːmz ˌaʊɾəv ðə dˈɑːɹk sˈiː ˌoʊvɚ ðɪ ˈɛdʒ ʌvðə blˈuː, ænd ðə sˈʌn stˈændz ˌʌp tə sˈiː ˌʌs ɡlˈaɪd slˈoʊli ˌɪntʊ ɐnˈʌðɚ dˈeɪ; slˈoʊli ðə ɹˈoʊvɚ vˈɛsəl ʌv dˈɑːɹknəs tˈeɪks ðə ɹˈaɪzɪŋ tˈaɪd.