The National Museum of the American Indian is part of the Smithsonian Institution and is dedicated to the life, languages, literature, history, and arts of the Native Americans of the Western Hemisphere. It has three facilities: the National Museum of the American Indian on the National Mall in Washington, D.C., which opened on September 21, 2004, on Fourth Street and Independence Avenue, Southwest; the George Gustav Heye Center, a permanent museum in New York City; and the Cultural Resources Center, a research and collections facility in Suitland, Maryland. The foundations for the present collections were first assembled in the former Museum of the American Indian in New York City, which was established in 1916, and which became part of the Smithsonian in 1990.
Following controversy over the discovery by Native American leaders that the Smithsonian Institution held more than 12,000–18,000 Indian remains, mostly in storage, United States Senator Daniel Inouye introduced in 1989 the National Museum of the American Indian Act. Passed as Public Law 101-185, it established the National Museum of the American Indian as "a living memorial to Native Americans and their traditions". The Act also required that human remains, funerary objects, sacred objects, and objects of cultural patrimony be considered for repatriation to tribal communities, as well as objects acquired illegally. Since 1989 the Smithsonian has repatriated over 5,000 individual remains – about 1/3 of the total estimated human remains in its collection.
I cant reach you anymore
cause you wont open up the door
Yeah I dont know you anymore
It feels like I just died
what you said cannot hide
But you will care when I am gone
For the weakness that we share non disparity
for the past and joy of infinity
our atrocity
Lets sing out please do shout
this song is made of sorrow
Lets scream now you know how
We need some time to borrow
You laugh and cry
You live and you die
Yoou twist and turn, you crash and you'll burn
like one, but two there's nothing we cant do
burn ower roots we dont let now one
I know that you're strong
But sometimes you dont know when you are wrong
But I still miss you when you're gone
Thats why I give you another song
And I'll sing it all night long