text_original: The painted figures never could move, But the artist's mind was there: The longer I look'd the more I knew They were falling, falling away below To the darkness out of sight.
text_transcription: THE PAINTED FIGURES NEVER COULD MOVE BUT THE ARTIST'S MIND WAS THERE THE LONGER I LOOKED THE MORE I KNEW THEY WERE FALLING FALLING AWAY BELOW TO THE DARKNESS OUT OF SIGHT
phonemes: ðə pˈeɪntᵻd fˈɪɡjɚz nˈɛvɚ kʊd mˈuːv, bˌʌt ðɪ ˈɑːɹɾɪsts mˈaɪnd wʌz ðˈɛɹ: ðə lˈɔŋɡɚɹ aɪ lˈʊkd ðə mˈɔːɹ aɪ nˈuː ðeɪ wɜː fˈɔːlɪŋ, fˈɔːlɪŋ ɐwˈeɪ bᵻlˌoʊ tə ðə dˈɑːɹknəs ˌaʊɾəv sˈaɪt.