They were in the yellow submarine. On the sea of ​​time. While outside the needles were going like crazy, the Beatles were trying to get out of there.

George : Is it me or is everything getting bigger?

the Beatles were becoming small, like children

John: Things don't get big, we getting small

They had become small, they all looked like they were 7 years old at most. They turned to you, who was still an adult