"Unfermented grape juice is a bland and pleasant drink, especially on a warm afternoon mixed half-and-half with ginger ale.
It is a ghastly symbol of the life blood of Jesus Christ, especially when served in individual, antiseptic, thimble-sized glasses.
Wine is booze, which means it is dangerous and drunk making. It makes the timid brave and the reserved amorous. It looses the tongue and breaks the ice especially served in a loving cup. It kills germs. As symbols go, it is a rather splendid one."
You’ve got your methods
I’m done with trying to guess all your moves
I’m going where you want me to go
I’ve got nothing left to lose
Now I don’t wanna suffer
But that’s in fact the nature of the beast
If you want to get to higher ground
You got to get there on your knees
My memories of communion at the Fourquare church sort of match this. Sweet juice of the kind I associated with summer kool-aid, lazing around on the lawn, going swimming & so on. No suggestion of something serious, let alone mysterious