Walls of the Cave is a Phish song written by Trey Anastasio and Tom Marshall, released on the 2002 album, Round Room.
"Walls of the Cave" made its public debut on AOL, as the Round Room track was available as a streaming file for subscribers. It made its concert debut in the first show back from hiatus, closing the show. Since then, it has made many appearances, mostly as a set closer, though it did open the first day of the 2004 Phish festival, Coventry.
"Walls of the Cave" has been known amongst fans to possibly have multiple meanings. In an interview Phish song writer, Tom Marshall said that Walls of the Cave was written as a message, as if he were singing to his son after his death. He also conceded the possibility of a sub-conscious meaning of the song related to the September 11th attacks which occurred shortly before the creation of the song. The initials, form WoTC, equal to the World Trade Center. As well, the lyrics could be construed to relate to the event: "I know you heard the question but you didn't make a sound. And when it fell you caught my heart before it hit the ground."
Song Length on Album: 09:59
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