Define The Great Line - Digital Booklet

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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. D’Addario/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. Organizations we support: www.invisiblechildren.com, www.desiringgod.org, www.shirtsforacure.com, www.epa.org 094634265829 underøath define the great line

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Produced By: Adam Dutkiewicz, Matt Goldman and UnderoathSTUDIOS: 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 UnderoathLyrics by Spencer Chamberlain and Aaron Gillespie, music by UnderoathArt direction and packaging by Chandler Owen for Dark Forest, www.darkforest.tvPhotography by Jeff Gros, www.iamgros.comDefine The Great Line documentary shot and produced by Underoath, Chandler Owenand The Audible Diversion Group Edited and arranged by Shannon and Michelle for Artand Industry

A&R: Chad JohnsonBooking: Susanne Dawursk for Flowerbooking, inc.Management: Randy Nichols for Red Light ManagementLegal 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 WarshowskyLighting Director: Jeff VerneMerchandise: Taylor Caum, and Will “Bill Davis” BarrettDriver: Andre Abdoe

Underoath are endorsed by, support and thank these companies:Gibson, Fender, J. D’Addario/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.

Organizations we support: www.invisiblechildren.com, www.desiringgod.org,www.shirtsforacure.com, www.epa.org

094634265829

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In Regards To MyselfWake up Wake up My God,this is not a test and it’s not too late tocome cleanGet it off your chestSo steady your hand before your face andconcentrateThere’s got to be some stable ground left towalk on

So tear another page from the bookAre you asleep or just aloneClear this room from your lungsand pull yourself together man

On your back, you’re sleeping in a bed ofshameLet the light breathe some new life intothis roomIt’s what keeps you coming backMade up of insatiable tasteBury your head in your hands and sinkinto yourself

Just what are you so afraid ofYou’re staring truth in the face, so come ondown

You’re busy living now aren’t youYou’re busy making vowsYou’re coming ungluedTime is shorter than you knowI know the light is blinding to the nakedeye, so why don’t you take steps away frombeing alone I swear it’s not too late for you

It’s all worth reaching for the hand to pullyou out Wake up and step outside your box Wake up

A MOMENT SUSPENDEDIN TIMEHeld captive, I’m a prisonerIn the back room where the water leaksand I’m oh, so coldCommand me on what to do, but we bothknow neither you or I are in control

There’s nothing left for me hereI’m grabbing on to what’s left of this hole.It’s all too real this can’t be happening

Never again, ever again, will I say I’m OkI’m scared of the fate that will becomemine

No time to talk you know the drill

Under my desk this can’t be itI’m only dreaming, I’ve got to be dreamingBut I can’t get up. No time to talk, not thistime, this is my placeThis is where I arrange

It’s so funny how we see things so clearwhen we have no time left to live

So lay back now and take it inI won’t say a word. I won’t say anything

I can’t believe how it feelsTo stand here in this roomand feel like it’s going to blow

I think we're all going to blow

I’ve got to be dreamingWe've got to be dreamingPlease don’t wake me upThis is the end

THERE COULD BENOTHING AFTER THISIn the end we tend to think of how itbeganI could never explain the picture it painted,and how it made me feelNow the ceiling is in motionThe light centered and overlookedYou want to see me disappear? Well, so do ISuch a quiet evaporation

We’re nothing but hollow vessels in searchof what makes us aliveI never said this was my revolution whenyou looked me in the eyeOh, how I’ve walked this white line somany times beforeWhat a feeble attempt just to feel alive

This is for you and your hopeless caseYou never would leave me in your wish tofail every timeEvery time I try

So talk about itAt least it makes you feel something inside

Who have I becomeOh God, everything all around me iscrumbling at my feet

I stare so delicate and ashamed at the shell I’ve shed myself from

In the eyes of my ghostand I will never look back again

YOU’RE EVER SOINVITINGThe time has come for youto sit this outTo fit inside your moldwould be to sell myself short

This ground we tread uponis now filling up to our necksWe turn the pages left to rightWe see everything

Oh, my story’s growing, it ison my last requestDon’t make me feel so contradictingThere’s no room for cheating and beingyourselfFailure leaves such a bitter taste in theirmouth

And on the last hour we write so many new chapters againAnd on the outsidewhere there are no surprises

Oh, it’s getting longerto see it through their eyeswould bring me so much closerYou can do this night after night

Failure leaves such a bitter taste in mymouth

Taste and see, I swear I know what’s goodBe still and know that they won’t lie to youeverysingle time you’re facing liesI know why you never take your eyes offmeI’ve used my lungs for everything butbreathing

I find myself dried up in this conversationSo pull me out, pull me aside

SALMARNIR

RETURNING EMPTYHANDEDHow peaceful it feels against my faceOh, what a long haulYou brought me here for thisI see nothing but disasterNow I’m taking you with me

A transparent scenery that comes as fast asit leaves

Now my eyes flash with whiteIt’s settling in with all the flickering

Here again

The floor is more fitting for my face

Here again? This is getting old

I am being watchedThis is overwhelmingParanoia...

As you dig your feet in I will sink my teethinto the floor,while I lay here alone

As the light begins to breach the border,while I lay here alone

Aware of every stepI’m not aware at allblack...flash white...I am awake

CASTING SUCH A THINSHADOWSpeak upMy ears are growing wearyI’ll sing this to the endand watch the waves crash over me

Not too much to overcome with enoughtime to turn it all aroundIn a picture perfect scenery I’ve become astick figure illustration

My eyes roll back and focus on what’saheadI can still stand if you lend the hand tobrace me

I’ll take this on my own

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MOVING FOR THE SAKEOF MOTIONSomeone please turn the lights back onI’ve been wandering here for days, discon-nected, and in search for new air to breathe in

I don’t think I can fix thisDon’t think I could changeBut that’s the problemWe never speak to HimOur closing walls have caged us inAnd I can’t quite remember

This was the first time I didn’t say enoughThis was the only time I kept it closeenough

Brace yourself! They’re not waking up

Oh, my GodI hate the me that I’ve become,this needy useless forgetting oneTruthfully I can’t be the me that I’vewashed up to be

Don’t stop breathingThe walls have just begun to spinJust let the water calm you this timeIt’s all around you, just open your eyes andtake a lookIt will never kill you; not this time

It’s all around youWe're surrounded for all I careBrace yourself right nowLights out I’m not breathingI can’t keep swimming, can’t keep my headup

WRITING ON THE WALLSMaybe we, Why don’t we sit right here forhalf an hourWe'll speak of what a waste I am and howwe missed your beat again

I swear we need to find some comfort inthis run down placeTo bridge the gap of this conscious statethat we live inI’m short on time

How come you try and fit the shape ofwhat they tell youBut mostly what they show youThat brings us homeI pray for you to move on

At this rate we can’t keep up but I surecan’t just sit stillI’m taking back all the things I saidKeep me filled in, I swear I’ll come

We walk alone back home

You’re almost gone and I’m ok to give youtime to be afraidI still see your shadow but never your faceagainI remember your presence

I hope to God you come downI hope to God you can feel this now

I know there must be some way out ofhere and all of them will be waiting there

EVERYONE LOOKS SOGOOD FROM HEREIn a deep breath it all starts to change.Flip my world inside out, honestly I like itbetter this wayWhen I mesh the night through the backof my eyes

I have put myself hereI’m the culprit I am the culprit

I’ve been swallowed up aliveShut downBuilding from the inside outI can finally walk through the walls

I swear I’ve slipped right through thecracks in the floorIt’s so easy when it’s pulling me under

Now I can see things from the outside, andI will sit here with no place in mind

I can’t escape from this place, this is sounfamiliar to me

I can hear the unsatisfying silenceMy mouth is open but none of you canhear me

TO WHOM IT MAYCONCERNSo hold your head up high and know it’snot the end of the roadWalk down this beaten path before youpack your things and head homeAt the end of the road you’ll find whatyou’ve been longing for

I know ‘cause my feet have the scars toshowI was lost with vague direction and noplace to call home

It’s time for you to press onThis is not your warSet your sights to North and press onThis is not your escapeWash away what they thought of youBecause in this place, we're all as good asdead...end cycle...

Behind the mask you’ll find yourself aloneIt’s not the end of road for you

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All songs written by Underoath © 2006 814Stops Today (ASCAP)

Underoath would like to thank:My Chemical Romance, Anam Cara, Cool Hand Luke,As I Lay Dying, Beloved (RIP), Codeseven, ComebackKid, The Bled, Norma Jean, Copeland, Fear Before theMarch 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 andthe Sons of Disaster, Dead Poetic, Taking Back Sunday,Hopesfall, Alexisisonfire, Haste the Day, TheShowdown, Vallient Thor, Paramore, Killswitch Engage,Yesterdays Rising, Emery, Every Time I Die, EighteenVisions, Anathallo, He Is Legend, Senses Fail, DarkestHour, Unearth, Anberlin, Say Anything, Story of theYear, 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, RandyNichols 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, ChristianMcKnight, Ragnar, Linus, Anders, Mia and everyone atPopcore, Every family that has ever put us up, prayedfor us, or encouraged us in anyway...we couldn't do thiswithout you.

Chris:My light, my happiness, my everything: Jesus Christ,without you, Lord, I have and am nothing. My beautifulwife Dawn for your incredible support of me and forbeing my best friend in the world! My entire family forbeing the most supporting and loving people a guycould ask for. Spee, Tim, Jamie, Grant and A-rod, I loveyou guys so much more than I ever say and am sograteful to be experiencing this with you. To all of myfriends that I have made over the past few years, I seri-ously want to sit here for days to thank you all individ-ually, but I don't have enough room, so here you go....THANK YOU!!! To all of the people who come to ourshows, pray for us, hang out with us, and just make allthis possible, I honestly can't thank you all enoughtimes to even get close to telling you how much Iappreciate 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 dudesin the band and crew, Elizabeth, Tyler, Justin, Ping,Steve, Taylor and all the Tampa bros, Mike, Daniel andTess, Jake, Corey, Chris, Scotty, Casey, Mark, AdamDeluxtreat, Azuree, Tyler T-11 (the last great bridgejumper), Wes "The Derailer", Keller Boy!, Beiser, Josh,Jake, Matt Goldman, Lane, Aaron, Mike, Ricky, Chris,Greg, and Bender, Invisible Children, Chris Siglin, MattYoung, 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 possible…Iknow I've forgotten so many important people, butknow that you're loved.

James:Jenny Lynn for never ending luv, support, and encour-agement of me and the things I do. Mom, Dad andAbby, All my family and friends, All the bands we haveshared this experience with, and all the people whomake this experience possible (this thanks is more thenless of the credit you deserve), the ryders of brohahnthe 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 todo without...God the creator of this world we live inand for his unending grace and mercy, jeff at truthdrums and tim at truth drums (I guess) dakota andstewart for being disgusting, nate my huckleberry, chrisbrewer at mienl for cymbals and good advice, chadjohnson for being more than a father to me...aaronsprinkle (you have no fever, you have no rapid heart)everyone in the underoath road crew (we would bedead without you) all my friends and bros that I grewup with, you're all amazing.....and to all of you whobought this record we would have nothing withoutyou. I love you.

Spencer:Jesus Christ for pulling me out by the collar and savingmy life, my dad and susan for the never ending sup-port, mom, phil my best friend and brother, tyson, jere-

my for being more real than anyone I know, priscillaand the ghost that lives in your room, joshi and lauren,tc, johnny, cameron, brad and the rest of the st. petecrew, randy nichols, melissa sabo and chad johnson forbeing there for me and being friends before being busi-ness partners, linus m.i.a. melissa cross, tim, chris, pig,james and grant for everything and more. I don't get tosay I love you guys enough, russ the guy, ronnie, jc,vern, taylor, nate, susane, jake and the jean boys, brooksand z buddy, the captain, adam and the rest of myfriends back home and anyone who has ever supportedthis 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 andSusanne, 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

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