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šŸŽµ Title: ā€œRainbow in the Cloudsā€ (Subtitled: A Hutchinson Story) Inspired by: Dr. Maya Angelou, ā€œI Know Why the Caged Bird Sings,ā€ and a life re-read through memory’s lens Genre: Modern Gospel | Spoken Word | Soulful Reminiscence ✨ LYRICS (Sketch / Full Draft) [Verse 1 – Soft Gospel Piano Intro] 1992, thought I knew it all, Football party pride, didn’t hear the call. Showed up next day, sat front row tight, Didn't know that woman would change my life. She touched my hand, my head, my heart, Spoke in a language I couldn't yet start. Took thirty years, cage and all, To hear the echo of that heavenly call. [Chorus – Gospel Choir Rising with Organ & Harmony] 🌈 I’m a rainbow in the clouds, A voice risen from the shrouds. I had to lose my way to know the song, To find my wings where I belonged. Caged once, but I still sing— With bruised hope and broken wings. God used time to set me free, Now I rise in melody. [Verse 2 – Spoken Word Interlude] ā€œShe said nothing I remember— Yet I remember everything. The touch. The gaze. The grace. Janet Halford warned me: ā€˜Do your homework.’ But life became the homework. And grace, my final grade.ā€ [Bridge – Call & Response w/ Choir] šŸŽ¤ šŸ“£ Have you touched the hand of a prophet, unaware? šŸŽ¶ ā€œYes, but I wasn’t ready to care.ā€ šŸ“£ Have you flown with your heart still chained? šŸŽ¶ ā€œYes, but now I sing through the pain.ā€ šŸ“£ What’s the cost of divine delay? šŸŽ¶ ā€œIt’s the soul learning how to pray.ā€ šŸ“£ And when the door opened, what did you do? šŸŽ¶ ā€œI walked through, with the memory of truth.ā€ [Final Chorus – Full Choir Swell, Harmonies Soaring] 🌈 I’m a rainbow in the clouds, A testimony said out loud. Through the fire, the cage, the storm, I found out why I was born. Caged once, but I still sing— With bruised hope and broken wings. God used time to set me free, Now I rise in melody. [Outro – Whispered / Echoes Over Strings] "Capture your life… make it a movie... Not all cages are made of bars. Some are made of pride, delay, and scars. But every bird is born to sing— In the fire, through the storm… on God's wing." šŸŽ§ Suno Prompt (Audio AI Generator)