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Lewis is a storyteller, and his songs create a world brimming with word-pictures of rivers and fields, peach trees and dusty roads, hardened clay ground and fertile shore lines, dark places where storm winds blow, night skies full of shooting stars, distant seas, cross roads, dwindling fires that yield cold, smoldered embers, a barren land and the hand of Providence that leads the traveler home.

The music is raw, unbridled Americana — heartland, blue-collar folk rock. The band (Lewis, Mike Cosper, Eddy Morris and Nate Mitchell) plays it loose but never sloppy, rocking hard on cuts like “Remind Me�? and “Mire,�? and providing gentle restraint on songs like “Oklahoma Fields�? and “My Psalm.�?