Bad intelligence

Constellation
I hate it being along
News doesn't come my way
A half choice of my own
When the well had run itself dry
I settled down out among rusted leaves
Brave is being alone

If you wanna know, you find out
Off but not by much
Was bad intelligence
Abandon ship
If the wind picks up again
I will not hear
No one do I seek

With hell to raise
Rain's bound to come
I'm out here all alone
If you wanna know, you find out
I wasn't built for this labyrinth
No one lives
Nothing grows
Hate is being alone
If you wanna know, you find out