That became Fortune Faded . A song about chasing the dragon of success and finding only your own reflection.
Flea put an arm around him. “We’ll be lucky to be alive at fifty.” greatest hits red hot chili peppers
The second new track came from a darker place. John played a riff that sounded like a siren, and Anthony wrote about a friend who’d just relapsed—a man who called from a payphone, voice wet and shaking, saying he’d lost everything again. Save the Population . The chorus was a desperate prayer: “I want to save the population / But I can’t save myself.” That became Fortune Faded
“They’re the best we’ve done in years,” Anthony said. “And that’s the problem.” “We’ll be lucky to be alive at fifty
He meant: We’ve been through hell to get here. These hits are scars, not trophies.
Anthony closed his eyes. He remembered his father’s old cassette deck. A girl on a beach who smelled like jasmine and sorrow. The word fortune came to him, then faded . He scribbled in his notebook: “Not everyone is out to get me / Not everyone can be my friend.”