I grew up where the pine trees cut the sky,
Red dirt roads taught us just to get by.
Hands tried to fix what was fallin’ apart,
Silence pressed heavy on a tender heart.
I thought if I hauled what others let fall,
Maybe I’ d matter, maybe that was my call.
But duct tape won’ t mend what’ s already torn,
It peels in the rain, can’ t weather the storm.

Duct tape won’ t hold what was never whole,
Rescue ropes burn deep lines in my soul.
God, teach these hands to release, not repair,
Wrap ’ em in mercy and trust You’ re there.
I can’ t drag every burden to my shoreline of hope,
So I wrap ’ em in mercy… and place ’ em in Your hands.

I burned up my palms on a frayin’ rope,
Tried to pull ’ em all to a shoreline of hope.
But the shore I dreamed was never mine,
Hope’ s only alive when it’ s Yours, not mine.

Duct tape won’ t hold what was never whole,
Rescue ropes burn deep lines in my soul.
God, teach these hands to release, not repair,
Wrap ’ em in mercy and trust You’ re there.
I can’ t drag every burden to my shoreline of hope,
So ah wrap ’ em in mercy… and place ’ em in Your hands.

I can’ t patch the cracks with tape and hope,
Can’ t drag every soul with my rescue rope.
I can’ t be the cross You already bore,
So ah lay ’ em down… and ah drag no more.

Duct tape won’ t hold what was never whole,
Rescue ropes burn deep lines in my soul.
God, teach these hands to release, not repair,
Wrap ’ em in mercy and trust You’ re there.
I can’ t drag every burden to my shoreline of hope,
So I wrap ’ em in mercy… and place ’ em in Your hands.

Duct tape won’ t hold what was never whole,
Rescue ropes burn deep lines in my soul.
God, teach these hands to release, not repair,
Wrap ’ em in mercy and trust You’ re there.
I can’ t drag every burden to my shoreline of hope,
So I wrap ’ em in mercy… and place ’ em in Your hands.

…I place ’ em in Your hands.