Produced By: Adam Dutkiewicz, Matt Goldman and Underoath

STUDIOS: Zing Recording Studios, Westfield, MA, and Glow In The Dark, Atlanta, GA
Mixed By: Chris Lord-Alge / Assisted by Keith Armstrong / Mixed at Resonate Music,
Burbank, CA
All songs written and recorded by Underoath
Lyrics by Spencer Chamberlain and Aaron Gillespie, music by Underoath
Art direction and packaging by Chandler Owen for Dark Forest, www.darkforest.tv
Photography by Jeff Gros, www.iamgros.com
Define The Great Line documentary shot and produced by Underoath, Chandler Owen
and The Audible Diversion Group Edited and arranged by Shannon and Michelle for Art
and Industry
A&R: Chad Johnson
Booking: Susanne Dawursk for Flowerbooking, inc.
Management: Randy Nichols for Red Light Management
Legal Representation: Mike Mckoy for Serling, Rooks and Ferrara
Tour Management: Russ The Guy Hickman
Front of House: Ronnie Sound Boy Gardner
Guitar Tech: John Creech / Drum Tech: Nathan Warshowsky
Lighting Director: Jeff Verne
Merchandise: Taylor Caum, and Will Bill Davis Barrett
Driver: Andre Abdoe
Underoath are endorsed by, support and thank these companies:
Gibson, Fender, J. DAddario/Planet Wave/Evans, Dunlop, Electro Harmonix, Ernie Ball,
Etnies, Line6, Nike, Meinl, Orange, Promark, Truth, Seymour Duncan, Triple 5 Soul,
Vestal Watches, FPE, DW, Tour Supply and To Die For Clothing.
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www.shirtsforacure.com, www.epa.org
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u n de r at h
define the great line

In Regards To Myself
Wake up Wake up My God,
this is not a test and its not too late to
come clean
Get it off your chest
So steady your hand before your face and
concentrate
Theres got to be some stable ground left to
walk on
So tear another page from the book
Are you asleep or just alone
Clear this room from your lungs
and pull yourself together man
On your back, youre sleeping in a bed of
shame
Let the light breathe some new life into
this room
Its what keeps you coming back
Made up of insatiable taste
Bury your head in your hands and sink
into yourself
Just what are you so afraid of
Youre staring truth in the face, so come on
down
Youre busy living now arent you
Youre busy making vows
Youre coming unglued
Time is shorter than you know
I know the light is blinding to the naked
eye, so why dont you take steps away from
being alone I swear its not too late for you
Its all worth reaching for the hand to pull
you out
Wake up and step outside your box
Wake up

A MOMENT SUSPENDED
IN TIME
Held captive, Im a prisoner
In the back room where the water leaks
and Im oh, so cold
Command me on what to do, but we both
know neither you or I are in control
Theres nothing left for me here
Im grabbing on to whats left of this hole.
Its all too real this cant be happening
Never again, ever again, will I say Im Ok
Im scared of the fate that will become
mine
No time to talk you know the drill
Under my desk this cant be it
Im only dreaming, Ive got to be dreaming
But I cant get up. No time to talk, not this
time, this is my place
This is where I arrange
Its so funny how we see things so clear
when we have no time left to live
So lay back now and take it in
I wont say a word. I wont say anything
I cant believe how it feels
To stand here in this room
and feel like its going to blow

I think we're all going to blow

Ive got to be dreaming
We've got to be dreaming
Please dont wake me up
This is the end

THERE COULD BE
NOTHING AFTER THIS
In the end we tend to think of how it
began
I could never explain the picture it painted,
and how it made me feel
Now the ceiling is in motion
The light centered and overlooked
You want to see me disappear? Well, so do I
Such a quiet evaporation

Failure leaves such a bitter taste in my

mouth
Taste and see, I swear I know whats good
Be still and know that they wont lie to you
every
single time youre facing lies
I know why you never take your eyes off
me
Ive used my lungs for everything but
breathing
I find myself dried up in this conversation
So pull me out, pull me aside

SALMARNIR

Were nothing but hollow vessels in search

of what makes us alive
I never said this was my revolution when
you looked me in the eye
Oh, how Ive walked this white line so
many times before
What a feeble attempt just to feel alive

RETURNING EMPTY
HANDED

This is for you and your hopeless case

You never would leave me in your wish to
fail every time
Every time I try

A transparent scenery that comes as fast as

it leaves

So talk about it
At least it makes you feel something inside

How peaceful it feels against my face

Oh, what a long haul
You brought me here for this
I see nothing but disaster
Now Im taking you with me

Now my eyes flash with white

Its settling in with all the flickering
Here again

Who have I become

Oh God, everything all around me is
crumbling at my feet

The floor is more fitting for my face

I stare so delicate and ashamed

at the shell Ive shed myself from

I am being watched
This is overwhelming
Paranoia...

In the eyes of my ghost

and I will never look back again

YOURE EVER SO
INVITING
The time has come for you
to sit this out
To fit inside your mold
would be to sell myself short
This ground we tread upon
is now filling up to our necks
We turn the pages left to right
We see everything
Oh, my storys growing, it is
on my last request
Dont make me feel so contradicting
Theres no room for cheating and being
yourself
Failure leaves such a bitter taste in their
mouth
And on the last hour
we write so many new chapters again
And on the outside
where there are no surprises
Oh, its getting longer
to see it through their eyes
would bring me so much closer
You can do this night after night

Here again? This is getting old

As you dig your feet in I will sink my teeth

into the floor,
while I lay here alone
As the light begins to breach the border,
while I lay here alone
Aware of every step
Im not aware at all
black...flash white...I am awake

CASTING SUCH A THIN

SHADOW
Speak up
My ears are growing weary
Ill sing this to the end
and watch the waves crash over me
Not too much to overcome with enough
time to turn it all around
In a picture perfect scenery Ive become a
stick figure illustration
My eyes roll back and focus on whats
ahead
I can still stand if you lend the hand to
brace me
Ill take this on my own

MOVING FOR THE SAKE

OF MOTION

I know there must be some way out of

here and all of them will be waiting there

Someone please turn the lights back on

Ive been wandering here for days, disconnected, and in search
for new air to breathe in

EVERYONE LOOKS SO
GOOD FROM HERE

I dont think I can fix this

Dont think I could change
But thats the problem
We never speak to Him
Our closing walls have caged us in
And I cant quite remember
This was the first time I didnt say enough
This was the only time I kept it close
enough
Brace yourself! Theyre not waking up
Oh, my God
I hate the me that Ive become,
this needy useless forgetting one
Truthfully I cant be the me that Ive
washed up to be
Dont stop breathing
The walls have just begun to spin
Just let the water calm you this time
Its all around you, just open your eyes and
take a look
It will never kill you; not this time
Its all around you
We're surrounded for all I care
Brace yourself right now
Lights out Im not breathing
I cant keep swimming, cant keep my head
up

WRITING ON THE WALLS

Maybe we, Why dont we sit right here for
half an hour
We'll speak of what a waste I am and how
we missed your beat again
I swear we need to find some comfort in
this run down place
To bridge the gap of this conscious state
that we live in
Im short on time
How come you try and fit the shape of
what they tell you
But mostly what they show you
That brings us home
I pray for you to move on
At this rate we cant keep up but I sure
cant just sit still
Im taking back all the things I said
Keep me filled in, I swear Ill come
We walk alone back home
Youre almost gone and Im ok to give you
time to be afraid
I still see your shadow but never your face
again
I remember your presence
I hope to God you come down
I hope to God you can feel this now

In a deep breath it all starts to change.

Flip my world inside out, honestly I like it
better this way
When I mesh the night through the back
of my eyes
I have put myself here
Im the culprit
I am the culprit
Ive been swallowed up alive
Shut down
Building from the inside out
I can finally walk through the walls
I swear Ive slipped right through the
cracks in the floor
Its so easy when its pulling me under
Now I can see things from the outside, and
I will sit here with no place in mind
I cant escape from this place, this is so
unfamiliar to me
I can hear the unsatisfying silence
My mouth is open but none of you can
hear me

TO WHOM IT MAY
CONCERN
So hold your head up high and know its
not the end of the road
Walk down this beaten path before you
pack your things and head home
At the end of the road youll find what
youve been longing for
I know cause my feet have the scars to
show
I was lost with vague direction and no
place to call home
Its time for you to press on
This is not your war
Set your sights to North and press on
This is not your escape
Wash away what they thought of you
Because in this place, we're all as good as
dead
...end cycle...
Behind the mask youll find yourself alone
Its not the end of road for you

All songs written by Underoath 2006 814

Stops Today (ASCAP)
Underoath would like to thank:
My Chemical Romance, Anam Cara, Cool Hand Luke,
As I Lay Dying, Beloved (RIP), Codeseven, Comeback
Kid, The Bled, Norma Jean, Copeland, Fear Before the
March of Flames, Atreyu, The Receiving End of Sirens,
The Used, Circa Survive, The Chariot, mewithoutYou,
These Arms Are Snakes, Silverstein, As Cities Burn,
Poison the Well, Spitfire, Since by Man, Maylene and
the Sons of Disaster, Dead Poetic, Taking Back Sunday,
Hopesfall, Alexisisonfire, Haste the Day, The
Showdown, Vallient Thor, Paramore, Killswitch Engage,
Yesterdays Rising, Emery, Every Time I Die, Eighteen
Visions, Anathallo, He Is Legend, Senses Fail, Darkest
Hour, Unearth, Anberlin, Say Anything, Story of the
Year, Mae, Love Is Red, Acceptance, Bleeding Through,
P.O.S, Day of Contempt, In Passing, Sullivan
Tooth and Nail (Ebel, Frazier, Tenbusch, Worthen,
MacKinnon, Gerlach, Paoletti, Carlton, Jeter, Dunn,
Tarpo, Smith, Sheppard, Clark), Chad Johnson, Randy
Nichols and Melissa red light, Paul Helter Skelter,
Susanne flower, Andre, D.W., Kevin Lyman, Adam D.,
Matt Goldman, C.L.A., Libby Henry, Art and Industry,
Mike Mckoy, Chris Siglin, Matt Young, Christian
McKnight, Ragnar, Linus, Anders, Mia and everyone at
Popcore, Every family that has ever put us up, prayed
for us, or encouraged us in anyway...we couldn't do this
without you.
Chris:
My light, my happiness, my everything: Jesus Christ,
without you, Lord, I have and am nothing. My beautiful
wife Dawn for your incredible support of me and for
being my best friend in the world! My entire family for
being the most supporting and loving people a guy
could ask for. Spee, Tim, Jamie, Grant and A-rod, I love
you guys so much more than I ever say and am so
grateful to be experiencing this with you. To all of my
friends that I have made over the past few years, I seriously want to sit here for days to thank you all individually, but I don't have enough room, so here you go....
THANK YOU!!! To all of the people who come to our
shows, pray for us, hang out with us, and just make all
this possible, I honestly can't thank you all enough
times to even get close to telling you how much I
appreciate and love you all!!
Tim:
Jesus Christ for giving me the grace to do what I do,
Mom and Dad for always supporting me, all the dudes
in the band and crew, Elizabeth, Tyler, Justin, Ping,
Steve, Taylor and all the Tampa bros, Mike, Daniel and
Tess, Jake, Corey, Chris, Scotty, Casey, Mark, Adam
Deluxtreat, Azuree, Tyler T-11 (the last great bridge
jumper), Wes "The Derailer", Keller Boy!, Beiser, Josh,
Jake, Matt Goldman, Lane, Aaron, Mike, Ricky, Chris,
Greg, and Bender, Invisible Children, Chris Siglin, Matt
Young, Bruce and Zambooie, Susanne, Mike Mckoy,
Randy, Melissa, Uncle Scott, Bill Davis, Jordan Trowell,
Chad and the Johnson family, The Frazier, Derek T.,
and all the T&N peeps that make our lives possibleI
know I've forgotten so many important people, but
know that you're loved.
James:
Jenny Lynn for never ending luv, support, and encouragement of me and the things I do. Mom, Dad and
Abby, All my family and friends, All the bands we have
shared this experience with, and all the people who
make this experience possible (this thanks is more then
less of the credit you deserve), the ryders of brohahn
the best crew in the world. God.
Aaron:
Jaymi Anne Robertson....your amazing, mom, andrew,
the doods in this band that I would not know what to
do without...God the creator of this world we live in
and for his unending grace and mercy, jeff at truth
drums and tim at truth drums (I guess) dakota and
stewart for being disgusting, nate my huckleberry, chris
brewer at mienl for cymbals and good advice, chad
johnson for being more than a father to me...aaron
sprinkle (you have no fever, you have no rapid heart)
everyone in the underoath road crew (we would be
dead without you) all my friends and bros that I grew
up with, you're all amazing.....and to all of you who
bought this record we would have nothing without
you. I love you.
Spencer:
Jesus Christ for pulling me out by the collar and saving
my life, my dad and susan for the never ending support, mom, phil my best friend and brother, tyson, jere-

my for being more real than anyone I know, priscilla

and the ghost that lives in your room, joshi and lauren,
tc, johnny, cameron, brad and the rest of the st. pete
crew, randy nichols, melissa sabo and chad johnson for
being there for me and being friends before being business partners, linus m.i.a. melissa cross, tim, chris, pig,
james and grant for everything and more. I don't get to
say I love you guys enough, russ the guy, ronnie, jc,
vern, taylor, nate, susane, jake and the jean boys, brooks
and z buddy, the captain, adam and the rest of my
friends back home and anyone who has ever supported
this band...thank you so much
Grant:
God, Mom, Dad, Megan, Steve, Taylor Caumbat, Jerad,
MIke, Danny, Alex, Julia, Ashley, Creech, Ronnie
"Bonecrusher", Johnny, Vern, Randy, Chad, Mark and
Susanne, Graham, Josh, Dave, Danielle, Denise, Dan1,
Tom2, Thomas, Walsh, Rich, Denise, Dallas, Archie,
Jordan, Sarah, Russ Vegas, Kenny, Matt, Adam D.,
Goldman, Lane the Dude, Scott Egger, Nikki, Amy,
Brooke, John, Derek, Lil' Nate, Brandon