text_original: There's a sense of something gone In the grass I linger on. There's an under voice that grieves In the rustling of the leaves.
text_transcription: THERE'S A SENSE OF SOMETHING GONE IN THE GRASS I LINGER ON THERE'S AN UNDER VOICE THAT GRIEVES IN THE RUSTLING OF THE LEAVES
phonemes: ðɛɹz ɐ sˈɛns ʌv sˈʌmθɪŋ ɡɔn ɪnðə ɡɹˈæs aɪ lˈɪŋɡɚɹ ˈɔn. ðɛɹz ɐn ˌʌndɚ vˈɔɪs ðæt ɡɹˈiːvz ɪnðə ɹˈʌsəlɪŋ ʌvðə lˈiːvz.