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Let the Thief Make Honest Work With His Hands

by Andrew Akins

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1.
Someday 04:38
Come inside where it’s warm Don’t be afraid of the dark ‘Cause if you’re afraid of the dark Then you’ll be afraid of me Someday maybe I’ll be the man you wanted Someday maybe I’ll see you ‘neath the sunset Sunday maybe I’ll hear the good news proclaimed Monday maybe I’ll throw it all away Fickle emotions, fickle heart How I feel is where I go But if I go by how I feel Oh, I’ll be walkin’ out the door Someday maybe I’ll be the man you wanted Someday maybe I’ll see you ‘neath the sunset Sunday maybe I’ll hear the good news proclaimed Monday maybe I’ll throw it all away And it’s a tragic fall if I lose it all Oh, it’s a tragic fall if I lose it all But I hope I can hold onto you I hope I can hold on Oh, someday maybe I’ll be the man you wanted Someday maybe I’ll see you ‘neath the sunset Sunday maybe I’ll hear the good news proclaimed Monday maybe I’ll throw it all away Oh I’ll throw it all away
2.
Grown Up 04:19
You hear that, son? That’s the sound of stories untold The wind blows them east They never grow old You hear that, boy? That’s the sound of the train It carries the world on its shoulders Like a man carries his pain Someday you’ll be grown up like me And you’ll know what’s good That good rain makes a good harvest For the places we’ve stood You see that, son? That’s the carpenter’s table He works with his hands He was born in a stable You see that, boy? That’s the place of the skull A good, good man, he died there The poor he makes full Someday you’ll be grown up like me And you’ll know what’s good That good men, they raise good sons To stand where he stood But I’m draggin’ my feet Wounded by the enemy I’m draggin’ my feet Wounded by the enemy Someday you’ll be grown up like me And you’ll know what’s good But I don’t know what good is anymore Don’t stand where I stood
3.
Come, take my hand We’ll buy our tickets for the train out west Let’s tell our friends We’re praying and we’ll wish them the best And we’ll go home Yeah, we’ll go home Come, let’s adventure We’ll follow wherever the wind blows Oh, and we’ll venture To the places only our hearts would know And we’ll go home Yeah, we’ll go home Darlin’, you should know That I wouldn’t do this with anybody else Dear, we’re so close There’s something on my heart I must tell… This love may go through heaven or hell But I know all in my heart is well ‘Cause we’ll be home Yeah, we’ll be home Oh we’ll be home Yes, we’ll be home
4.
Don’t forget me when you’re on your knees tonight Pray forgiveness, I’m already out of sight What is goodness if mercy is letting you know How evil you are? And don’t be bitter dear, it’s only a waste of time Our days are getting shorter and shorter in this life What is goodness if mercy is letting you know How evil you are? How evil you are And I’m somber and strugglin’ I’m delivered and wanderin’ I’m light but I’m darkness too Findin’ wisdom leaves me more than a fool I’m forgotten by my sisters and brothers Dishonest hands, I take from another What is goodness if mercy is letting you know The favor you lack? Tired soul, I find other tired souls We stay up late so we don’t have to be alone What is goodness if mercy is letting you know You can’t take it back No, you can’t take it back And I’m somber and strugglin’ I’m delivered and wanderin’ I’m light but I’m darkness too Findin’ wisdom leaves me more than a fool I’m somber and strugglin’ I’m delivered and wanderin’ I’m light but I’m darkness too Findin’ wisdom leaves me And I’m somber and strugglin’ I’m delivered and wanderin’ I’m light but I’m darkness too Findin’ wisdom leaves me more than a fool Oh, more than a fool
5.
You taught me how to sing You taught me how to hear You taught me how to live And how to disappear You gave it all you got You gave it all you had When life came crashin’ down Then you fell off the tracks And I’m just a fool ‘Cause I’m just like you And I’m just a fool You taught me how to sing You taught me how to hear You taught me how to live And how to disappear And you gave it all you got No doubt, you gave it all you had When life came crashin’ down Oh, then you fell off the tracks And I’m just a fool ‘Cause I’m just like you And I’m just a fool And I’m just a fool ‘Cause I’m just like you And I’m just a fool Livin’ with that truth
6.
I’ve been called a dangerous man I’ve been called a detriment I’ve got dishonest hands As many sins as the sands I’ve been called a dangerous man My daughters are give and give Give me life, make me live Like the thief I take and take I put on a different face I’ve been called a dangerous man Ain’t it strange how the perfect one Was hung aloft under the sun Put to death by my bare hands Killed by the dishonest man He was called a dangerous man
7.
Conscience 04:51
I was conscious when I first lied Felt in my conscience I wasn’t right Here I am again walkin’ that line Forget what he says with the sweet taste of wine Told my father it was all his fault I wasn’t like the others, or so I thought It’s the fight I’ve always fought Never okay with just what I got And he said love has got it all wrong, all along Yeah, love has got it all wrong, all along I was conscious when I first felt Felt in my conscience I wasn’t well A father’s anger from a leather belt Guess I earned it from raisin’ hell I heard from a good man that my heart is ill Come from a family of men who steal There’s a picture frame on my windowsill Sayin’ these were the good times, but honey, it lost its will And I said love has got it all wrong, all along Yeah love has got it all wrong, all along When I grow older, I’ll be kind I’ll trade my darkness in for the light I’ll stand for my brother as he faces his plight When I grow older, yeah, I’ll be kind But love has got it all wrong, all along Yeah love has got it all wrong, all along Yeah love has got it all wrong, all along Yeah love has got it all wrong, all along
8.
Honest Work 03:40
Let the thief make honest work with his hands Been takin’ for so long It’s time to give back And let the weak stay strong in their love It’s a hard road to take To say that you ain’t enough But you’ve got wings like eagles under the sun You’ve got your fountains full from the Lord and his love And you’ve got work to do, boy You ain’t your father’s son It’s time to take up your cross and know that it has been done Let your prayers never find cease Are you prayin’ for yourself or are you prayin’ for peace? Let those prayers be for humility You’ll find those doors unlocked and then you’ll be free ‘Cause you’ve got wings like eagles under the sun You’ve got your fountains full from the Lord and his love And you’ve got work to do, boy You ain’t your father’s son It’s time to take up your cross and know that it has been done So let the thief find his life again Let the weak find strength in the end And let Jesus defeat what has us dead Son, that man, he is risen He ain’t restin’ his head You’ve got wings like eagles under the sun You’ve got your fountains full from the Lord and his love And you’ve got work to do, boy You ain’t your father’s son It’s time to take up your cross and know that it has been done It’s time to take up your cross and know that it has been done It’s time to take up your cross and know that it has been done
9.
Friend 03:38
We shared a vice That’s what made her a friend of mine We laughed and we cried And at night we’d pass the time in bed Cigarettes burnin’ away I’ve too little remorse for my ways Errant Morals stretched and strained And I think of you my love When I’m with her What you’ll think of all of this When we’re finally together Oh, I’ve made lust my friend And love my enemy Keep your friends close At least that’s what they tell me And I think of you my love When I’m with her What you’ll think of all of this When we’re finally together And I think of you my God When I kiss her What you’ll think of all of this When I leave her tonight
10.
Enemy 04:51
I know sometimes I’m your enemy But love me, be free In the darkness there’s no remedy But only the lonely But in the end we’ll all be home Even the thief with the hands that stole Water to a thirsty soul And we’ll be alright in time Fortified walls of the city I’m closed in, hiding Forgiveness makes a man come clean And live on humbly So come and feast with the Lord Do not be afraid, but be cured And in the end we’ll all be there Even myself with the tongue that swears A seat at the table prepared And we’ll be alright in time And in the end we all will sing Glory, glory, almighty Praise befit for the king And we’ll be alright ‘Cause in the end we’ll all find love Fathers reunited with sons Washed by Jesus’s blood And we’ll be alright in time We’ll be alright in time

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Let the Thief Make Honest Work With His Hands is an album about tension: the light versus the dark, the honest versus the dishonest, and the son who walks in his father's footsteps.

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released January 11, 2019

All songs written and arranged by Andrew Akins.
Produced by Andrew Akins. Additional production by Ben Braidfoot.
Engineered, mixed and mastered by Andrew Akins.
Recorded in a closet and a library at Redeemer Christian Church. Additional recording at Akins' home and Gunnar Widowski's home in Amarillo, TX.
Cover art painting and lettering by Brittany Busch.

Special thanks to Aaron and Ashley Akins, Austin Gravley, Tanyon Sann Allison and Ben Braidfoot for being the most constructive of critics lyrically and sonically; to Ramona Coffman and David Ritchie for allowing me to record at the church; to all the wonderful musicians: Ben, John-Ruben, Lois and Daniel; to Brittany Busch for painting the best dang album art I've ever seen; and to Cole Holloway for always challenging me to hone my creativity over whiskey and cigars.

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