I dreamt I was auditioning in a room with no ceiling

I'm standing on a stage that's also a rooftop, and the panel keeps asking me to sing the role that's always been just out of reach — the one they said my voice was too dark for. The sheet music is written in the shapes of clouds. I open my mouth and what comes out isn't a sound, it's a staircase. Nobody claps, but the sky does that thing it does before rain, and I wake up feeling like I almost got cast in something.