Lyrics

[Verse 1]
She traded the skies for a quiet room,
Where the smell of paint fills the afternoon.
Bars on her chest and pride in her soul,
Now she tells their stories, brush takes control.

[Verse 2]
Frames hold the honor, the blood, and the fight,
She captures their hearts in the softest light.
With hands that have served and eyes that have seen,
A tribute in color, a veteran's dream.

[Chorus]
Sketch and Salute, it’s a love she displays,
Bringing life to the memories in countless ways.
For the soldier, the sailor, the airman so true,
A legacy painted with red, white, and blue.

[Verse 3]
From plaques carved strong to a canvas bold,
Every stroke whispers stories untold.
The families that miss, the heroes that stand,
She honors them all with the work of her hand.

[Bridge]
It's more than the art, it’s healing she gives,
A way to remember, for what they did.
The weight of the service, the ties that bind,
Each piece a salute to those they left behind.

[Verse 4]
Now the rank may be gone, but her duty’s still clear,
To honor the brave, to lend them a tear.
Sketching the battles, saluting the cost,
Painting the pride for all that was lost.