text_original: Gray Fog A fog drifts in, the heavy laden Cold white ghost of the sea   One by one the hills go out, The road and the pepper tree.
text_transcription: GRAY FOG A FOG DRIFTS IN THE HEAVY LADEN COLD WHITE GHOST OF THE SEA ONE BY ONE THE HILLS GO OUT THE ROAD AND THE PEPPER TREE
phonemes: ɡɹˈeɪ fˈɑːɡ ɐ fˈɑːɡ dɹˈɪfts ˈɪn, ðə hˈɛvi lˈeɪdən kˈoʊld wˈaɪt ɡˈoʊst ʌvðə sˈiː wˈʌn baɪ wˈʌn ðə hˈɪlz ɡˌoʊ ˈaʊt, ðə ɹˈoʊd ænd ðə pˈɛpɚ tɹˈiː.