In honor of those who will fight... In memory of those who have fallen.
Don't let Jenna Garcia's youth fool you. Smooth, soul filled vocals ride a gentle wave of accoustic and pop rhythms to create a exciting and melodic blend of unique design.
Raised in Kansas City, Mo. She can be found on occassion relaxed on stage at her favorite coffee shop, sifting through memories within one of her subtle grooves.
Story behind the song
It was hard not to be touched by the bombing of the World Trade Center on Sept. 11, 2001. This song was written in memory of those who lost their lives, and in honor of those who continue to fight for our freedom. My Time is the result of my own internal conflicts and feelings resulting from that day. The sadness, the anger, and any number of other emotions all rolled up into one ultimate realization... 'If there was ever a time, this might be mine.'
Lyrics
There comes a time in a young man's life when he
Might be asked to stand and fight
Well, this might be my time.
For those that might lay dying
beneath the falling sky
For those that keep on searching through the night
Old glory, flying high
Calling me from a smoke filled sky.
Will you be my guide
Standing strong and proud you'll lead me,
A beacon in the night
Guiding me towards freedom, shining bright
There comes a time in a young girls life when she's
Asked to teach us wrong from right.
We'll this might be my time
For those who gather 'round me
seeking shelter in the night
For those who can't imagine what its like
Old Glory, flying high
Comfort me from a smoke filled sky
Will you be my guide?
Standing strong and proud you'll lead me,
A beacon in the night.
Guiding me towards freedom, shining birght
You can not silence freedoms cry
We will find the strength, together,
we will take a stand, we will rise up
and we will fight
Old Glory flying high
Comfort me. Calling me.
Oh, Freedom.
