text_original: Roofs (For Amelia Josephine Burr) The road is wide and the stars are out and the breath of the night is sweet, And this is the time when wanderlust should seize upon my feet.
text_transcription: ROOFS FOR AMELIA JOSEPHINE BIR THE ROAD IS WIDE AND THE STARS ARE OUT AND THE BREATH OF THE NIGHT IS SWEET AND THIS IS THE TIME WHEN WONDERLAST SHOULD CEASE UPON MY FEET
phonemes: ɹˈuːfs (fɔːɹ ɐmˈiːliə dʒˈoʊsfiːn bˈɜː) ðə ɹˈoʊd ɪz wˈaɪd ænd ðə stˈɑːɹz ɑːɹ ˈaʊt ænd ðə bɹˈɛθ ʌvðə nˈaɪt ɪz swˈiːt, ænd ðɪs ɪz ðə tˈaɪm wɛn wˈɔndɚlˌʌst ʃˌʊd sˈiːz əpˌɑːn maɪ fˈiːt.