text_original: And so I sit and scan the book of grey, Feeling the shadows like a blind man reading, All fearful lest I find the last words bleeding With wounds of sunset and the dying day.
text_transcription: AND SO I SIT AND SCAN THE BOOK OF GREY FEELING THE SHADOWS LIKE A BLIND MAN READING ALL FEARFUL LEST I FIND THE LAST WORDS BLEEDING WITH WOUNDS OF SUNSET AND THE DYING DAY
phonemes: ænd sˌoʊ aɪ sˈɪt ænd skˈæn ðə bˈʊk ʌv ɡɹˈeɪ, fˈiːlɪŋ ðə ʃˈædoʊz lˈaɪk ɐ blˈaɪnd mˈæn ɹˈiːdɪŋ, ˈɔːl fˈɪɹfəl lˈɛst aɪ fˈaɪnd ðə lˈæst wˈɜːdz blˈiːdɪŋ wɪð wˈuːndz ʌv sˈʌnsɛt ænd ðə dˈaɪɪŋ dˈeɪ.